City Lord's Mansion, Cold Mountain City.
Xuan Mang paced back and forth in the water pavilion of the City Lord's Mansion, "Sister, can you tell me what Qingxu and Father are conspiring about?"
Xuanping leaned against a stone pillar, "I don't know either."
Xuan Mang asked with suspicion, "I always feel a bit uneasy."
"Sister, can you tell me, what exactly is Qingxu's strength?"
Xuanping seemed a bit distracted at that moment. In her mind echoed the words of the Great Witch, you want to protect him, yet you don't even know his name.
"Stronger than both of us."
Xuan Mang's expression changed slightly. He had been at Foundation Establishment for eight years, yet Chen Qing, now merely at the ninth level of Qi Refinement, was stronger than him!
Xuan Mang suddenly felt his entire body relax, as if he had let go of some burden, "That's good."
"Ping'er, do you like him?"
Xuanping said, "I liked him before, but not anymore."
