"The other person, is Yin Jiu You!"
Yin Jiu You? She muttered these three words to herself, feeling that the name sounded familiar. However, when she lifted her head, she felt as if the temperature around her had suddenly dropped several degrees.
Changtian tilted his head, squinting his eyes: "Repeat it, who is that person?"
White Tiger muttered: "Is your hearing not working anymore... Alright, alright, don't glare at me. I said, that person is Yin, Jiu, You!"
No sooner had he finished these three words than Changtian abruptly turned his head and said to Ning Xiaoxian: "Is it past lunchtime? I feel like having mushroom stewed with deer."
She looked at him in shock.
His expression was still calm. Too calm, like the quiet moment before a volcanic eruption, but spirals of killing aura uncontrollably spilled from his eyes, seemingly triggering his deep-seated hatred by this name.
