Stealing Chicken

Bai Li Hong Zhuang walked into the crowd following everyone’s sight and saw on the third floor of the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, stood several figures and with just a glance, Bai Li Hong Zhuang saw the unhappy figure that disgusted her, Xuan Yuan Huan. Xuan Yuan Huan’s face looked domineering as it looked at the pale, golden robed figure that sat in front of him with disdain.

“Di Bei Chen, say, if I accidentally bumped into you and pushed you down from the third floor, what would you do?” Xuan Yuan Huan’s face held a sarcastic sneer, with his joking attitude that he was treating Di Bei Chen as s plaything.

Bai Li Hong Zhuang looked at the back of the pale, golden robed figure, ‘This person should be Di Bei Chen, no doubt.’