"Wang Xian! Explain yourself! Why did Jiang Yun'er say that about you? Have you two already consummated your marriage?"
"Pfft!"
The mouthful of herbal tea Wang Xian had just taken sprayed straight out of his mouth.
He opened and closed his mouth, but before he could answer...
"Bang, bang, bang!" A series of light footsteps rang out as Jiang Yun'er hopped into the courtyard like a lark. The moment she saw Nalan Liuli, she immediately pulled a face.
She screamed, "Wang Xian, you really are still alive!"
Before Nalan Liuli could recover, Jiang Yun'er darted over, grabbed Wang Xian's hand, and clamored, "Quick, tell me—who rescued you? What on earth were you doing at the bottom of that freezing pool?"
Wang Xian rolled his eyes at her.
He knew very well that after he obtained the ice crystal, there was no longer any freezing pool beneath the Soul-Severing Cliff.
Or rather, after he left, that freezing pool and the ice cavern connected to it had vanished. Wuyue had told him so.
Otherwise, with boiling magma not far away, how could there still have been a freezing pool?
It was just that he had no way to say this aloud.
Otherwise, the four girls would probably dig open his stomach to investigate.
After thinking it over, he replied coldly, "You should ask Jiang Wenzheng why he wanted to harm me. Or perhaps I was simply lucky and no one rescued me."
Jiang Yun'er was silenced by his retort.
"What happened?"
Nalan Liuli's brows drew together as she looked at the two of them. "Speaking of which, did something go wrong in your head? You ran to the Yin-Yang Sect and jumped off a cliff?"
"Want to try it yourself?"
Wang Xian raised his head and replied indifferently, "If you were me,