Wen Ya, who was just a prisoner a second ago, now sat on Vermilion Bird's back, looking down on the elves.
A young lady with a smile on her face sat by Wen Ya's side. Even though she was still young, she had already shown signs of unparalleled elegance, and her brows were somewhat similar to Wen Ya.
The Elf King seemed to have suffered a huge blow as if a huge stone was pressed on his heart.
That kid…
Could she be Wen Ya's daughter?
"What are you trying to do?" The Elf King took a deep breath and forcefully suppressed the despair in his heart.
Shen Yanxiao sat on Vermilion Bird and smiled as she looked at the Elf King whose expression had changed drastically.
"Elf King, please rest assured that I do not intend to do anything. I just have something I wish to discuss with you in private."
If they wanted to negotiate, they had to reveal their bargaining chip at the very beginning.
