"My friend?"
Jiang Cheng was bewildered by their questioning.
"What friend?"
"We've come this far, you're still hiding it?"
Lan Miao and Wuyuan pretended to be displeased, wearing an expression of having seen through everything long ago.
"We all know!"
"Know what?"
"You're still pretending?"
Brother Cheng thought to himself, usually I do like to show off, but this time I really haven't.
"Stop giving riddles, speak clearly."
"Yimeng Daoist Saint!" Venerable Linjing solemnly stated a name.
Brother Cheng looked at her serious expression, feeling confused but impressed.
"I've heard of him. What's up with him?"
Venerable Lanmiao, seeing this guy still 'playing dumb', became a bit anxious.
"Quickly contact him, tell him to withdraw his troops."
"Uh, this..."
Even someone as knowledgeable as Brother Cheng was left completely dumbfounded.
"Although I'm the King Bi, my reputation isn't as grand as that, will he really listen to me?"
Xue Yi glared at him disapprovingly.
