After the thrill, little Wei'Er's rosy cheeks faded as she turned her delicate body, presenting her back to Song Yan, then remained silent without saying a word. Though her body was given to Song Yan, she still felt a sense of betrayal in her heart, making it difficult to fully accept Song Yan as her husband.
Little Lingdang, however, chirped away, asking about the situation outside.
"Husband, it's been so many years, have you found out anything?
He Wuya, the information net of the Sea Slaughter Demon Monarch is really extensive, right? If they haven't uncovered any news after fifty years of investigation, doesn't that mean the Celestial Wondrous Sword Palace truly hasn't come here?
Besides, I heard that the Sword Cultivators from the Celestial Wondrous Sword Palace are quite fond of rules, do we really need to hide this long from them?"
Song Yan slightly frowned, preparing to answer.
