"Lord Dong Changfeng and Lord Yang Luoyu had been depressed because of Chief Fang's matter..."
Xue Yizun said extremely cautiously, "Now, they've suddenly relaxed all over, become cheerful, and keep smiling..."
He stopped there.
Xue Changqing's eyes suddenly blazed brightly. "Hm?"
Xue Yizun's gaze likewise lit up. "Hm?!"
Then they said together, "Could it be...?"
Then they both fell silent.
Yet suddenly, they felt the hot blood throughout their bodies begin to flow, and they couldn't help bursting into laughter.
Xue Changqing said in a trembling voice, "If it's true... then that would be wonderful... wonderful!"
Xue Yizun understood Xue Changqing's excitement.
During this period, Feng Yun and Night Dream had placed far too much pressure on Xue Changqing.
Every time he thought of those two, Xue Changqing couldn't sleep.
After Night Dream had finally been assassinated, she had actually been rescued by Yan Nan's clone. Whenever that matter came up, Xue Changqing was filled with boundless frustration: How had she ended up being rescued?!
If there had only been Feng Yun, Xue Changqing, although admitting that he was no match, would still have had the confidence to maneuver against him.
But with the utterly unreasonable Night Dream added in, when Xue Changqing faced the two of them at once, even he felt that all he could do was take a beating!
And not just any beating—it was the kind where he suffered an exceptionally stifling loss every single time!
Now, after an assassination attempt, Night Dream had not only come out unscathed but had instead been entrusted with even greater responsibilities.
It was said that she had taken over Feng Yun's burden and was now slaughtering her way through the Sole True Sect every day, leaving mountains of corpses and seas of blood behind.
These days, the news reaching