Chen Cheng walked into the small courtyard. Shen Qingyao and Shen Qingshuang seemed completely unaware, still absorbed in comprehending their respective Realms.
Chen Cheng decided not to disturb them. He closed the courtyard gate and stood to the side, admiring the sight of the two beauties practicing their skills.
On the stone table, two Cold Crystal Jades emitted waves of cold air. Shen Qingyao's delicate brows would occasionally furrow, only to be replaced by a faint smile.
Her fair, jade-like hands were guiding streams of icy energy, trying to form them into a ball of frosty mist.
Chen Cheng's group of three had only found one of these Cold Crystal Jades; the other was one Chen Cheng had looted from Wang Xiongba.
Never one to leave empty-handed, now that Chen Cheng had captured Wang Xiongba, he naturally had to go through the standard procedure of a City Guard Department Chief Constable.
