Ning Xinyue was listlessly eating grilled skewers on the street. She had no intention of going into a restaurant, nor did she want to deal with those people.
"Why have they been gone so long? What could they possibly have to talk about?"
As she ate, Ning Xinyue muttered her complaint under her breath.
"Little girl, could you give me one of those skewers?"
Suddenly, a voice came from behind Ning Xinyue, thick with teasing.
Ning Xinyue turned around and saw an utterly ordinary-looking man standing there. He wore a black brocade robe and possessed a strange air about him. His features were plain, yet he somehow made it difficult for anyone to ignore him.
"Who are you? Do I know you?"
Ning Xinyue rolled her eyes and instinctively shielded the skewers in her hand.
"Still the same gluttonous little girl!"
The man smiled. It was none other than Su Jie, who had returned to the Tianyuan World and just entered Great Li City.
With cultivators from countless foreign continents gathered in Great Li City, Ghost Ridge Palace naturally had its own intelligence network.
Su Jie had come here for the same reason as those foreign cultivators: the Heavenly Dao fortune.
Originally, Su Jie had wanted to find Zuo Lin, the intelligence dealer, directly and learn more detailed information. He had not expected to see this scene and run into an old acquaintance the moment he reached the building.
"What gluttonous little girl? Who are you, anyway? Stop acting mysterious. Keep talking nonsense and I'll beat you up."
Ning Xinyue puffed out her cheeks, thoroughly displeased.
"Heh heh. With your strength, you're still far from being able to beat me."
Su Jie chuckled and looked Ning Xinyue up and down.
Ning Xinyue's face flushed with anger under Su Jie's contemptuous