"Speak up, where did you go last night?"
Xia Wanxin said unhappily. In fact, flashes of that purple figure had already passed through her mind, that woman who was so feminine.
But Xia Wanxin didn't want to confront it directly; she wanted Lin Chen to admit it himself.
"Can you two just drop it? Do you know what time it is? The Red Soul Hall and the Dark Demon Race's armies could attack at any moment. I need to go back into seclusion to prepare some formation materials."
Lin Chen said, looking at the two women with some anger.
Last night, having been forcibly taken by Liu Qingxia and restrained, Lin Chen felt his dignity violated, and now, returning only to endure these two women's questioning, his anger erupted instantly.
"You..."
When Xia Wanxin heard Lin Chen yell at her so loudly, she shut her mouth immediately, but her eyes, gazing at Lin Chen, turned watery.