"If you don't believe me, then there's nothing I can do." Li Zhōujūn shook his head helplessly.
Seeing this, Yue Qingdai knew she probably wouldn't get anything out of Li Zhōujūn. She could only glance at the chicken soup in his hands and say, "Drink it slowly."
"All right." Li Zhōujūn nodded, then took another sip of chicken soup. "Next time you need my help, bring a pot of chicken soup—or bring a few chickens for roasting."
Yue Qingdai: "..."
Yue Qingdai said nothing more. She turned and left at once, afraid that if she stayed any longer, she would lose control and attack Li Zhōujūn.
Watching Yue Qingdai leave, Li Zhōujūn shook his head helplessly. This was all he could do. As for those two little lovebirds, Qin Baizhi and Lin Xiuming, they could only fend for themselves.
With that thought, Li Zhōujūn held the chicken soup and comfortably stretched out in his chair. He even began humming a little tune, as though he had entered retirement.
Three Thousand Small Worlds.
It was night.
Chuyun Realm.
Lin Xiuming, dressed in white with a resolute face, stood beside a great river. Watching its tranquil waters flow past, he revealed a bitter smile. "Where are you, exactly? I'm already at the Tribulation Crossing Stage. I'm just one step away from standing at the pinnacle of this world. So why are you still hiding from me?"
After a long while, Lin Xiuming made up his mind. "No matter what you're concerned about, one day I'll rely on my own strength to shatter whatever holds you back and make you stand proudly and confidently at my side!"
This entire scene was seen by Qin Baizhi, who was concealed in the void.
But Qin Baizhi could only sigh helplessly.
The Tribulation Crossing Stage... It