When Ancestral Patriarch Long heard this, he only pondered for a brief moment before turning into a streak of light and shooting toward Han Li. After a few flickers, he appeared nearby, his expression gloomy.
At the other end, the feather-robed young woman's beautiful eyes flickered rapidly a few times, then she suddenly stamped her jade foot. The pair of flame wings on her back flapped once, and her figure blurred and vanished into the void.
A moment later, space rippled once at Han Li's side, and the feather-robed young woman silently emerged.
As for Bai Qi, after hearing Han Li's words, he merely swept a glance over, then continued to remain indifferent.
