Let’s Cultivate Together

It was still early in the evening, and the folks in the small town were not sleeping yet. The lights could be seen in many of the courtyards; and the noises of Mahjong pieces being pushed on tables could be vaguely heard.

The new waves pushed the previous waves forward, causing a great deal of sprays to spring up and drop back into water. It was fairly peaceful at the Great Marsh under the starlight.

That clam should have sunk all the way to the bottom of the lake; so it would be hard to find it again.

Even if Jing Jiu could employ partial strength of the Seal of the Underworld Emperor, it would be useless.

Zhao Layue came to Jing Jiu's side, and asked, "Did he run away?"

"Hmm," said Jing Jiu. "But I'm not here to kill him."

Zhao Layue felt a bit surprised, as she thought that there were only a few people in this world worthy of being struck by him; but who would the person be if not Emperor Xiao?