Tap, tap, tap...
Soon, footsteps climbed the stairs and reached the second floor.
Nangong Ye approached the table unhurriedly and removed his veiled hat, revealing that striking, iceberg-cold face:
"Who taught you to disguise yourself? If you hadn't called out, I might really have walked past without noticing you."
Though his words were praise, his beautiful phoenix eyes surveyed the rugged, casual getup with a faint hint of... an ice-cold female CEO forced into a restaurant blind date with a blond-haired punk!
Or perhaps a domineering mother-in-law seeing her improperly dressed son-in-law...
Xie Jinhuan didn't know whether he had peculiar tastes, but he found that look of disdain coupled with having no choice but to accommodate him really interesting!
Still, he clearly couldn't go all the way with that here. He smiled and said:
"I dressed up a little to avoid attracting the wrong people's attention. I got the things yesterday. Thanks."
"Return them as soon as possible, and there won't be any discount on the interest, so there's no need to thank me."
Seeing Xie Jinhuan, Nangong Ye inevitably recalled the embarrassing incident a few days earlier. His Dao Heart wavered, so he turned his gaze out the window:
"I investigated last night. Although I haven't found any Nether God Sect members yet, the place where they act should be the Imperial Mausoleum in the mountains. Whoever comes to preside over the Blood Sacrifice Grand Formation won't have a low level of cultivation. Through my sect, I've contacted two experts of the righteous path to help. You and I will patrol the town to avoid running into powerful enemies we can't handle."
Xie Jinhuan had been wondering how Big Ice Lump, riddled with Yang Poison, would contend with the Nether God Sect leader about to enter the fray. Hearing