Dao Qiongcang stood up and walked over. Apart from the torn and bloodstained clothes, his injuries were already healed as if new, his presence under the moonlight carrying a cold and eerie aura.
His face showed a mix of sighs and disdain as he stopped in front of the three women, and said amusingly:
"That pool of fish, doesn't exist anymore, does it?"
Yu Zhiwen's face remained emotionless, not a hint of emotion showing, knowing that Qiongcang could easily discern subtle signs, making it necessary to be on guard.
Dao Qiongcang flicked his sleeve, snorted coldly, saying:
"If I can openly tell you, I'm not afraid that I'll destroy that pool of fish right now. All is false, both the pool and the fish."
"Of course, even if you have other means to forcibly summon Xu Xiaoshou back from the All Time Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion, do you think I would care?"
