Qin Yi did not argue, because Yun Mengyao was right. Sometimes it's your fault if you don't go with the flow.
It's like pursuing a political career, everyone is corrupt, but you insist on being an honest official, how can others tolerate you? So, sometimes people have too many helpless moments; wanting to emerge untainted from the mud is indeed difficult.
The two chatted as they floated forward through the air.
After about two or three hours, Qin Yi suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong?" Yun Mengyao instinctively stopped too, looking at Qin Yi with confusion.
Qin Yi gestured with his chin towards the front.
Curious, Yun Mengyao followed Qin Yi's gaze, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned.
In the distance, there appeared a city more magnificent than Miluo City, and what dazed her were the three large characters on the city gate... Fengwang City.
Could it be such a coincidence?
