To get an invitation from the mortal village,
you have to be one of the prodigies from the top factions of the Milky Way Galaxy.
How could there not be a bit of pride?
And the Holy Maiden from the Jade Pool Immortal Palace, Ji Qianyao, well, nobody had ever seen her pitifully begging some guy for help.
Everyone was honestly kind of dumbfounded.
What's with this generation?
Plus, he was honestly like Deep Sea Black Iron that's been forged for tens of thousands of years—
Not even a little bit bendable!
Lu Chang'sheng had his hands behind his head, eyes open now, glancing lazily at Ji Qianyao in front of him.
He sighed helplessly inside.
He really hadn't planned on getting involved.
I mean, throughout history, pretty faces always end up causing drama.
But,
earlier, when comprehending at the Sky Penetrating Stone wall, Ji Qianyao actually spoke up for him.
Even if the trash talk from the sidelines didn't bother him much,
it was still good intentions.
