Qin Tiannan was dead!
He had died in his own city.
Second Elder Qin, along with the elders who had fled the battlefield, was dead as well.
A group of cultivators flew out of Tianning City, riding their swords toward Qin Family Fortress.
Around noon, cart after cart slowly entered the city, each hauling a large chest. The axles creaked as though they could barely bear the weight...
"Elder Feng was taken away by those people from the Three Great Families. With that sharp tongue of his, he probably won't live much longer."
Bai Jingliang's face was dark as he spoke angrily. It seemed Elder Feng had managed to strike a chord with him and irritate him as well.
Although Hanyu was listening, his eyes remained fixed on the pleasure boat by the river. As for what Bai Jingliang was saying, he had probably not heard a word of it.
A pleasure boat drifted along the Bailu River, with a beautiful figure standing aboard it.
She gazed across the river with a complicated look in her eyes. Under her stare, Hanyu felt awkward and hurriedly lowered his head.
Only then did Bai Jingliang realize that he had been talking to himself all along. The other man's attention had never been on him.
"You're not really planning to become my brother-in-law, are you?"
Bai Jingliang's expression turned strange. He looked Hanyu up and down, then could not resist walking around him once, nodding secretly. It seemed it might not be such a bad idea!
"Does your word still count?"
He seemed to have thought of something wonderful. His eyes suddenly lit up, and he nudged Hanyu on the shoulder.
Hanyu finally came to himself and stared blankly at him before asking in confusion,
"What did you say?"
Bai Jingliang sighed helplessly