Guan Mountain Circuit, Zhendian Prefecture.
King Zhao Residence.
Ripples of spatial distortion swayed through the air as Xiang Yuan stepped out, followed by Chan'er and her six accompanying beauties.
Surrounded like the moon amid a host of stars by six devastatingly beautiful women, Chan'er carried herself with regal elegance. The spectacle was grand, and her presence overwhelming.
In the words of King Zhao Residence's inner courtyard, these broads had come in hot and weren't here for anything good!
Unfortunately, it was like casting flirtatious glances at a blind man. Night had already fallen, and Xiang Yuan went straight to the point, teleporting directly into Xiao Lingyue's little courtyard. There was no one around, and though Chan'er had put on such airs, she could not even find an audience.
How boring!
Chan'er pursed her lips and turned, about to make another entrance.
Through the main gates of King Zhao Residence.
"Be good, Chan'er. We have plenty of days ahead of us. Once we finish the important business, you can slowly spar with Lingyue."
Xiang Yuan grabbed Chan'er, then hid two fingers behind his back and gave a light tap, sending a voice transmission through the air to tell Xiao Lingyue to hurry over.
Alone—bring no one else.
Chan'er did not notice Xiang Yuan's little move. Refusing to let it go, she said, "Husband, that makes no sense. Chan'er came today to save people. I saved my little sister's whole family—how is walking through the front gate a problem? I want to go through it. I'm going through it!"
As she spoke, excitement gleamed in her eyes.
She was thrilled beyond measure!
Suddenly, Chan'er narrowed her eyes, as though she had sensed something. Her entire body went limp as if boneless, and she collapsed into Xiang Yuan's arms with soft little whimpers,