When Qian Renxue heard Nan Feng's words, she was so furious she nearly laughed.
She gritted her teeth and rose to her feet, taking several strides toward Nan Feng before pointing at the silver-haired girl pretending to be innocent. "Nan Feng, are you really stupid, or are you just playing dumb with me?! She's lying to you! Can't you see that at all?!"
"Lying to me?" Nan Feng looked utterly bewildered and instinctively lowered his head.
The Silver Dragon King had both arms wrapped tightly around Nan Feng's arm, with half her body pressed against him. Faced with Qian Renxue's accusation, not only did she not argue back, but her eyes reddened as she looked up at Nan Feng pitifully, as though she had suffered some tremendous injustice.
Nan Feng looked at her, then at the enraged Qian Renxue, and rubbed his brow with a headache. "Could it be... that what happened back then was too much? Did it really damage her brain and leave her with lasting problems?"
"Nan Feng! You're as shrewd as a ghost when you're plotting against people, so how can you be..." Qian Renxue was so angry she wanted to draw her sword.
"Enough, enough." Nan Feng sighed and cut her off. "Whether she's truly stupid or pretending doesn't matter anymore. Even if she really is deceiving me, I can't worry about that now. I'll need her for what comes next."
Nan Feng turned to the Silver Dragon King, who was tightly clinging to his arm, his expression turning grave. "You understand what I'm saying, right? Do you know how to enter the Dragon Tomb?"
The Silver Dragon King blinked her violet eyes at Nan Feng and obediently nodded.
"Good." Nan Feng took a deep breath. "Take me inside."
After giving the Silver Dragon King