Chapter 1939
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"What a joke. Do I have to go myself?" Bai Zhi raised her eyebrows.
Xue Fu said, "I'm afraid the Ancient You Clan doesn't believe that the Netherworld Ring belongs to the Crimson League, so I'll have to trouble Lady Bai Zhi to verify it herself."
"Hmph." Bai Zhi snorted, her face full of impatience.
Ye Qingtang wasn't anxious when she saw Bai Zhi's reaction. She said slowly, "You don't have to go if you don't want the Netherworld Ring back."
Bai Zhi narrowed her eyes as she looked at Ye Qingtang.
The Netherworld Ring was something the League Chief wanted, so they had to bring it back.
"Lead the way," Bai Zhi said coldly.
Xue Fu heaved a sigh of relief and immediately led Bai Zhi to where the Ancient You Clan was.
Ming Wang watched as Bai Zhi left the main hall and turned to look at Ye Qingtang.
"Holy Lord, are we not going?"
Ye Qingtang nodded. "It's just something, why do we have to go with so many people?"
With that, Ye Qingtang slowly got up and returned to the inner hall.
But after returning to the inner hall, Ye Qingtang's expression changed slightly. She rushed to Ling Yan's room and picked him up. Like the wind, she left the Temple of Shadows through the secret passage and flew straight to where the Ancient You Clan was.
The game had already been set. How could she miss out on such a good show?
"Miss Ye?" Before Ling Yan could even react, Ye Qingtang had already lifted him into the air.
"I'm taking you to the Ancient You Clan to watch a good show," Ye Qingtang said with a smile.
She couldn't wait to see Bai Zhi's reaction when she got the Netherworld Ring.
Ling Yan looked at Ye Qingtang's excited face and shook his head with a smile.
Ye Qingtang suddenly felt something tighten around her waist. Turning around, she saw Ling Yan hugging her waist tightly.
"…" Ye Qingtang glared at Ling Yan.
Ling Yan was unperturbed.
"I'm weak. If I fall, I'll be seriously injured."
He was extremely sincere.
Ye Qingtang's mouth twitched.
You're weak, but you won't be crippled if you fall from such a height.
"I'm afraid of heights." Ling Yan hugged her even tighter without blushing or panting.
"…"
Can you be any more shameless?
However, she couldn't really throw Ling Yan down. Fortunately, she sped up and flew towards the Ancient You Clan.
She didn't arrange for more people to accompany Xue Fu to the Ancient You Clan because she didn't want the Crimson League to notice anything amiss.
The more casual he was, the more it seemed like an accident.
Moreover, Ye Qingtang was smart enough to not accuse the Ancient You Clan of anything. She had always said that it was a misunderstanding and that once she got the Netherworld Ring, the Crimson League would accuse the Ancient You Clan of everything without her doing so.
Very quickly, she arrived at the valley where the Ancient You Clan was and hid behind a dense forest with Ling Yan.
In front of the canyon, Xue Fu and Bai Zhi had already landed.
Outside the canyon, the two attendants and You Qiong, who had snatched the Netherworld Ring, were already waiting there. They were stunned when they saw Xue Fu and a woman from a different race appear.
They really came?
Bai Zhi slowly landed on the ground. Her gaze swept across the Ancient You Clan people, but she did not speak. She only signaled for Xue Fu to settle everything.
It was rare for her to lower herself to meet a force from the First Domain.
It would be a disgrace if she had to converse with such lowly people.
Xue Fu naturally understood what Bai Zhi meant. He stepped forward and said, "This is Lady Bai Zhi from the Crimson League. Please return the Netherworld Ring that you stole. The Crimson League has nothing to do with the Ancient You Clan and the Temple of Shadows."
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