"Never expected Heavenly Courts to join the battle. We must look like jokes to you."
That warm, gentle voice drifted out of the horse carriage. Ji Fengyan immediately recognized the owner of that voice.
Gong Zhiyu.
Ji Fengyan's gaze shifted a little, but her expression remained the same.
"Zhai Xing Lou has been behaving willfully in the Free Valley for long enough. I have yet to seek revenge for your previous jaunt at my Heavenly Courts—how could I miss out on such an interesting event as today's?" Ji Fengyan chuckled.
"Heavenly Courts intends to help Yan Luo Dian then?" Gong Zhiyu spoke up again.
Ji Fengyan replied, "That's right."
"I got it." Gong Zhiyu's words appeared to hold a tinge of sadness.
Gong Zhiyu smiled as he watched Ji Fengyan from his horse carriage. His smile conveyed both a sense of helplessness and anguish, but also a sliver of relief.
