"Lord Chen Yan.
There seems to be something unusual about Lord Frost Crown and her disciple's relationship, doesn't there?"
After Xu Jingming and Frost Crown transformed into streaks of light and vanished beyond the horizon,
the black-robed Immortal Dominator finally dared to fly forward.
Lowering his voice, he spoke cautiously.
He had followed Dustrock Dominator for many years.
He knew full well of his lord's obsession with Frost Crown, so even now, he spoke with hesitation.
"You noticed it too?"
Dustrock Dominator's face was as dark as water, his moon-white robes snapping in the icy winds of the icefield.
He had noticed something was off earlier, yet he had desperately deceived himself.
He told himself that Frost Crown and her disciple were merely close as master and disciple, with a harmonious relationship.
But now that even his subordinate had seen through it at a glance, how could he keep fooling himself?
"This subordinate dares not make reckless comments, but..."
The black-robed Dominator carefully chose his words. "Given Lord Frost Crown's personality,
if she did not trust someone to the utmost, she would never be so relaxed in front of them."
He paused, then added,
"This subordinate has followed you for many years and has seen Lord Frost Crown quite a few times.
When has she ever shown that expression to anyone?
Much less worn clothes like that."
"Heh."
Dustrock Dominator slowly turned around.
His handsome, gentle face was now shrouded in storm clouds, while a tempest seemed to brew deep within his pale golden eyes.
A cold curve tugged at his lips, yet his voice was so soft that it sent chills down one's spine.
"That bitch Frost Crown!
Before me, she always acts lofty and pure.
I gave her an Ice-Soul Exquisite Flower, and she would not even spare