Chapter 142 Little Blackie's Mighty Presence at Baisha River

Chen Yuzhu stood there as if struck by a bolt from the blue, dumbfounded.

Ning Daoran could only sigh, lamenting that it was actually a dispute between Qi Refining Stage practitioners from Cultivation Families.

"Uncle..."

Chen Weimo furrowed her brows and turned to look at Ning Daoran.

Doubt lingered in her eyes.

As a descendant of the Chen Family, naturally, she did not wish to see the Chen Family's Spirit Vein snatched away, let alone see them annihilated.

But she also understood that this was her affair, and in reality, Ning Daoran could choose not to get involved.

"Young friend."

Ning Daoran turned to the youth, saying, "Follow me, we need to talk in private."

"Yes, senior!"

In the backyard, by the fish pond, Ning Daoran set up several prohibitions, and then directly performed a Soul Search on the young man.

He was cautious by nature and needed to immediately confirm whether this newcomer's appearance was a trap - perhaps an attempt on his life.