Meng Ningzhi took a deep breath and looked earnestly at Golden Wolf. "I want to go."
Ma Tian'Er's gaze shifted slightly. "Since she's so brave, why not let her come along?"
Suo Ming had long grown accustomed to this sort of thing. To him, it wouldn't be strange even if every woman in the world fell for Wang Meng. Unfortunately, for someone like Wang Meng who constantly pursued heaven-defying extremes, such romantic feelings rarely left a lasting impression.
Wang Meng smiled. "It's good to broaden your horizons. Let's go together."
He walked up to the base of the tower. With a flicker of his Divine Thought, he opened the space leading to the ninetieth floor and extended a hand toward Meng Ningzhi. "Hold tight."
