This time meeting, the message from the Edge of the World Pavilion should be correct.
This ancient and vast intelligence agency, although very expensive, sources its information accurately, without deception.
Zheng Yi saw that Fan Xian'Er no longer had the same appearance as before; the coldness emanating from her was clearly felt at first glance.
And when Zheng Yi's figure silently appeared before Fan Xian'Er, a hint of joy and liveliness suddenly shot from her indifferent and silent gaze.
Zheng Yi frowned slightly; from that gaze, he felt a strong ambition, an intense desire, a pressing pursuit of power.
"Isle Master Azure waves, let's skip the small talk; we've met more than once."
"This time I heard the message you released, seeking my whereabouts all over, and I took a risk to meet you once..."
"But before that, I have a question for you, and I want a formal answer!"
Fan Xian'Er's gaze fixed on Zheng Yi's face, slowly, word by word, she said.
