"You know me?"
Yan Yuyue asked softly. For some reason, she had subconsciously lowered her voice.
Wang Meng sighed, shook his head, and walked away without a word.
Zhang Xiaojiang and the others chased after him.
"What a weirdo!"
Shen Xue couldn't help but comment. Saint Cultivators thought Evil Cultivators were strange, but Evil Cultivators actually felt the same way about Saint Cultivators.
"Heh, Junior Brother Wang Meng has a rather straightforward personality. Please don't mind him. Tianyi, haven't you always been looking for an expert? The one right before you is one."
Mingren said.
"Forget it. I can't even handle someone with fifteen or sixteen layers of Elemental Power. Our Senior Sister won't be interested!"
Su Wu said.
Li Tianyi couldn't help but smile. "Whatever."
Yan Yuyue's gaze shifted from Wang Meng's lonely retreating figure. For some reason, she felt a pang of sadness in her heart.
