Furious

Zhao Xin and Ji Wushuang had already been stopped. This time, Zhao Xin was smarter. He did not cause trouble and simply waited at the foot of the mountain.

"Please, this way!" After Cold Moon Empress arrived, she politely gestured for them to follow. With the air of a refined young lady, she left Ji Wushuang staring blankly for a moment.

Zhao Xin speechlessly poked him in the waist. "Hey, you're drooling. Wipe it!"

Ji Wushuang came to his senses and immediately realized he had been rude. He actually wiped the corner of his mouth.

Zhao Xin chuckled beside him. Only then did Ji Wushuang realize he had been tricked, and embarrassment spread across his face.

"A fairy?"

He had not seen Exquisite Empress, and he was saying this to Long Yanran. Ever since Long Yanran began cultivating her techniques, her beauty had become comparable to that of the two Empresses. Dressed in ancient-style clothing, she was breathtaking!

"Don't get any ideas about her. She's already taken—she belongs to my brother." Zhao Xin rolled his eyes at him. Why was the Star Lord becoming more and more different from the one he remembered?

"What nonsense are you talking about? Am I that kind of person? I'm merely appreciating her!" Ji Wushuang rolled his eyes back at Zhao Xin and spoke nonchalantly.

"Brother, brother." When Ji Wuxue saw her brother, he did not meet her eyes right away, and she immediately puffed up in anger.

"You? Little Xue?" Ji Wushuang's eyes widened, his heart filled with shock!

What happened?

Why was his sister still a little child? Why had her cultivation not recovered either?

"Hmph, hmph..." Ji Wuxue pursed her lips and snorted coldly. She even turned her head aside, deliberately pretending to be angry.

"Little sister, tell your brother. What