Su Yuexi really wanted to say, "Do you have eyes? Don't you know I'm right beside Jing Gege?"
But in Tian Tao's eyes, she was merely a minor disciple of the Voyaging Heart Hall. How could she possibly be mentioned in the same breath as Tao Qi?
In any case, Tian Tao was still unwilling to simply give up on a genuine Sword Clan prodigy.
The Feather Alliance Hall had now become a vassal of the Ten Thousand Demon Hall, but Sikong Jing was bound to leave with Yu Xianpo. Perhaps he did not want to leave?
Hearing that Tian Tao actually intended to use a honey trap, Sikong Jing could not help but laugh freely...
"Elder Tian Tao, I appreciate your kindness. I'll take my leave."
After replying blandly, Sikong Jing took Su Yuexi and flashed away.
"Hmph, he'd rather travel thousands of miles with Yu Xianpo to that unfamiliar Prison Race than stay behind. What an idiot."
"The Prison Race is even more insidious and vicious than the Spirit Race. He'll have plenty to suffer there."
The Celestial Race powerhouses all watched Sikong Jing leave with great displeasure.
At that moment, Tian Tao called out from afar again...
"Little Brother Sikong, I recently received some news."
"Yu Xianpo's situation in the Prison Race is not very good. If you run into any trouble there, you can come find me in the Celestial Race at any time."
Hearing this, Sikong Jing paused slightly, offered a perfunctory thanks, and departed again.
As he left, Sikong Jing looked at Su Yuexi. "Brother Xianpo is from the Sword Clan. Perhaps that is why he is unwelcome in the Prison Race."
Over here, Tian Tao slowly withdrew his warm expression, cold glints flashing repeatedly in his eyes.
"Let's go back!"
The Celestial Race