Xiao Yi Xian narrowed her eyes slightly and brought the warm tea in her hand to her lips. A bitter taste welled into her heart.
The original work had once said that Xiao Ding was definitely no ordinary man. In this place, he had even built a force no weaker than a clan—perhaps even a step above one.
Seeing him today, he truly had boundless potential. He was very clever...
"Not bad. Qing Lin and I are fated. From now on, let her follow me!" Xiao Yi Xian's purple eyes fixed on Xiao Ding's pitch-black gaze as she spoke calmly.
"Naturally, that couldn't be better!" Even facing an unknown expert, Xiao Ding showed not the slightest panic. His speech was refined and elegant, as expected of someone who had established a force of his own.
"Report! Up ahead in the ore region, the Sand Mercenary Group brought a large force and ganged up on our side!"
A mercenary clutched the wound on his arm and rushed wildly into the hall, speaking in panic.
"What?"
The moment Xiao Li heard this, he grew anxious. At some point, a long spear had appeared in his hand, and he was about to charge out with furious momentum.
"Wait!"
Xiao Ding grabbed Xiao Li's arm and said calmly, "Going now would already be too late. We can only let them have it!"
Xiao Ding naturally knew that if they went now, they would be walking into an ambush. He could only helplessly give one up.
"Hmph!"
The long spear in Xiao Li's hand stabbed straight into the ground, and a huge crack spread a meter across the floor.
It was not that he understood nothing. He was merely unwilling to accept it...
"Leave this matter... to me!" Xiao Yi Xian said calmly at this