Greetings, Mistress

The farce ended. It was not as intense as people had imagined, nor was it as unbearable as they had imagined.

Everything seemed so casual, but it also seemed very appropriate.

They originally thought that this would be an unprecedented battle, but no one expected it to end so quickly.

"Alright, there's no show to watch!" With a wave of his hand, Ye Qingxuan left first, very disappointed.

According to his original intention, he wanted to see the difference between him and the two of them through this battle and figure out their connections to wait for the Heaven Mending Assembly in a few months.

Unexpectedly, the two of them did not fight. This was very f*cking depressing.

Ling Tian was the same, but he was relatively calm.

Yin Tianxue stood silently behind him. After a while, she said, "Tian, what do you think of this matter?"