"Sorry."
Zhang Yuan naturally moved his hand lower. It took slightly longer than he had expected, and his heart skipped a beat.
"If I said I didn't do it on purpose, would you believe me?" Zhang Yuan asked with utter sincerity in his eyes.
"I believe you." The flush on Qing Yanjing's face spread to her ears and neck. She nodded shyly. "My lord, you were saving me. In such urgency, you naturally couldn't pay attention to so much. But could you put me down now?"
"Of course." Zhang Yuan controlled his wings and slowly descended.
Ling Ying: ""
Young Master, when you had this old man help test your speed back then, you weren't nearly this hesitant.
Still, grumbling inwardly was one thing. He remembered his place and said nothing, instead turning into a shadow and vanishing.
Naturally, Qin Zhendong, Jia Xingtian, and the others saw this, but they tacitly chose to pretend they had not.
"Yaoye, it seems we need to value Zhang Yuan even more highly," Jia Xingtian said seriously as he turned to Princess Yaoye.
"I understand, Imperial Grandfather," Princess Yaoye replied solemnly, standing by the window.
Their Jia Ma Empire was merely a small nation tucked away in a corner of the Northwest Continent. It did not even rank among the notable powers there. The most famous expert it had ever produced was Yun Potian, the man who had founded the Misty Cloud Sect single-handedly.
The Heavenly Snake Empire, controlled by the Heavenly Snake Mansion, occupied the resource-rich central region of the Northwest Continent. It was one of the continent's hegemonic forces, with only a handful of top powers such as the Lion Underworld Sect capable of standing alongside it.
Experts from the Heavenly Snake Mansion had always acted tyrannically across the Northwest Continent, yet