The carriage continued through the dark, silent starry sky, while Ye Lin kept his eyes closed, regulating his breath. His condition had once more returned to its peak.
"Hm? Someone has blocked our path."
Suddenly, Shangguan Qingyi slowly opened her eyes, a trace of curiosity flashing through them.
Ye Lin, seated in her carriage, had slain twenty foundation-level prodigies in succession.
And yet, under such circumstances, someone still dared to block her carriage?
They weren't afraid of death, were they?
Still, she wanted to see just who was so fearless of death.
Driven by curiosity, Shangguan Qingyi slowly rose and walked outside the carriage.
The moment she stepped out, she saw a luxurious carriage quietly parked in the distance.
Pulling it at the front was a strange beast that radiated a soft white glow. It was exceptionally beautiful, and the white light around it seemed capable of soothing the anger in living beings' hearts.
"Hm? You're Shangguan Qingyi, aren't you?"
A seductive-looking woman stepped out from the carriage, glaring at Shangguan Qingyi with open hostility.
Ye Lin and Shangguan Qingyi were in the same carriage. What exactly was the relationship between them?
Could it be...
As though she had thought of something unpleasant, the woman's expression shifted slightly.
But she quickly composed herself.
For such an outstanding man, having several wives and concubines was perfectly normal.
At worst, she could be the lesser one.
"You're Yuan Qingqing. What are you doing here?"
Shangguan Qingyi asked with a strange expression.
If not for the countless gazes watching from all around, she would have nearly blurted out, "Why aren't you waiting at home to die? What are you doing here?"
"That's none of your business. I'm looking for Ye Lin. Is he here?"
Yuan Qingqing paid Shangguan Qingyi no mind at all,