The feeble voice was instantly dispersed in the howling wind, and Xu Yuan subconsciously looked towards Tian Ye, trying to seek her opinion, but what caught his eye was her usual sidelong face.
Her unbound hair of three thousand strands fluttered in the wind, strands of black hair sticking to the corner of her lips that bore a light, teasing smile, charming and enchanting.
It seemed as if she heard nothing.
After a moment of hesitation, Xu Yuan spoke out:
"It seemed like someone was trying to send a message to you just now."
Tian Ye turned back with a smile, her eyes clear yet puzzled:
"Hmm... nope~"
Xu Yuan silently stared at her for a few breaths:
"Nonsense!"
Tian Ye pouted slightly in displeasure:
"Where did I speak nonsense? The person was calling for Tianyan, not me."
Xu Yuan rolled his eyes and asked in a low voice:
"What is the cultivation level of the person who sent the message?"
Tian Ye glanced at the passing hills and Gobi desert, and casually replied: