To the questioning of the Saintess, Ye Xuan hesitated for a moment before helplessly smiling and saying, "My wife."
"...Your wife! So you have a wife..."
The Saintess was instantly stunned.
In her beautiful eyes, a few traces of sadness wafted.
For some reason, she felt inexplicably sad.
"Hehe, I really didn't think that someone like you, a demon, could actually have a wife."
The Saintess smiled bitterly on her face. Inside, she was clearly very unhappy, but she could only pretend to be very happy.
"That's not the point."
Ye Xuan smiled and said.
Then, he found a place in the ice cave, sat down cross-legged, and closed his eyes to rest.
Outside the ice cave, Wuya Zi, his body hunched, had just arrived. His eyes were incredibly gloomy, his gaze icy to the extreme as he scanned the surrounding environment fiercely.
"Hiding, are we?"
