"Don't go to Bai Ruozhu, come and talk to me, and I'll tell you how to restrain the wolf soul," Zhu Ning said again.
Jiang Yichun gave her a cold look, then turned and entered Ruozhu's room.
To hell with the wolf soul; he just wanted to spend more time with his woman right now.
"Ruozhu, King Qing'an somehow has a wolf head phantom that resembles the Greedy Wolf Technique of the Quanrong Clan, but it's much less powerful. Zhu Ning seems to know how to restrain it, but I don't want to talk to her," Jiang Yichun said to the empty bed, as if talking to himself.
Yizi felt awkward beside him, feeling like a third wheel, but she had to maintain the array and couldn't leave.
Soon, Bai Ruozhu's note was sent out: "I can freely move above the waist, and soon, I'll be free of her influence completely. By then, I'll try cutting her with a knife."
"Alright." Jiang Yichun breathed a big sigh of relief.
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