"Leilany, you'd better wear a veil."
Wyatt Barnes glanced at Leilany and sighed.
This 'beauty that spells disaster,' if she doesn't hide that perfect face, who knows how many admirers will swarm around her.
"Why?"
Leilany seemed a bit reluctant.
"If you don't wear a veil, many more people like those earlier will come to us looking for trouble."
Wyatt said helplessly.
He really didn't want trouble constantly finding them, and now, being pursued by the Sect Leader of the Merciful Voyage Immortal Sect, if their experts found out he was with such a conspicuous 'beauty that spells disaster,' it would be much easier for them to locate him.
After all, wherever this beauty goes, a swarm of admirers is bound to follow.
At that time, as long as the experts from the Merciful Voyage Immortal Sect hear where this beauty is, they could easily trace her to find him.
"However many come, I'll just kill them."
Leilany said nonchalantly.
