After listening to the discussions of the pedestrians along the road.
Li Zhōujūn also understood that the people from Luotian Sect should have already arrived in Guangyang City.
When he returned to Immortal Arrival Inn, Li Zhōujūn saw Tang Chan'er, Tang Yu'er, and Liǔ Dàofēng sitting at a table, all wearing grim expressions.
"True Immortal Li." Tang Chan'er took the initiative to greet Li Zhōujūn with a smile when she saw him.
"Mm. What happened to you all? Why the long faces?" Li Zhōujūn asked.
"Nothing. Just some minor matters." Tang Chan'er smiled.
"That's good." Li Zhōujūn nodded.
After chatting with Tang Chan'er for a while, Li Zhōujūn took his leave and went upstairs.
"Big Sis, do you think Li Zhōujūn is interested in you? If he really is the Imperial Son of some great power, why don't you put in a little more effort? After all, you're not bad-looking either, hehe."
After Li Zhōujūn went upstairs, Tang Yu'er teased Tang Chan'er.
They had chatted in detail about Li Zhōujūn before, so Tang Yu'er knew his full name. There was nothing strange about that.
At that moment, Tang Chan'er reached out and pinched Tang Yu'er's nose before scolding her irritably, "You little brat, do you think your big sister is that kind of person?"
Tang Yu'er giggled.
However, Tang Chan'er soon sank into thought.
To be honest, Li Zhōujūn's looks put Lian Pengyun eighteen streets behind, and the air he exuded with every gesture was something Lian Pengyun could never compare to.
Thinking it over, Tang Chan'er felt that her little sister's words did indeed make some sense. But if Li Zhōujūn really was the Imperial Son of some great power, how could he possibly take a woman born in a minor domain like her seriously?
Even if he agreed,