Yin Tingxue most appreciated his kindness, and she thought, though her husband was a bit bad, she had not married the wrong person.
Chen Yi mocked himself with a sigh, realizing he was now trapped with the Little Fox.
In the Underworld, they had been walking for nearly a month, yet had not reached the end. It wasn't because there were no exits, but because there were too many, each path leading to another, inevitably causing confusion.
He had been following the direction indicated by Qin Xuzhi and had used his Heavenly Eye to cast a divination.
Thus, it seemed Qin Xuzhi viewed the Infinite King as a maggot attached to the bone, while the Infinite King was also wary of Qin Xuzhi and the Qin lineage. Three centuries of overt and covert strife had made him highly vigilant, turning the already complex terrain into a massive maze.
Chen Yi disliked the twists and turns of mazes, preferring direct paths.
