Chen Guanshui had a terrible headache.
It seemed that although Xu Yinglian hadn't noticed anything unusual, she had clearly sensed some kind of connection between him and Qiu Changtian, which was why she wouldn't let go of him.
Unless he insisted on playing the role of a down-and-out drifter, there was no way to keep stalling her until she lost patience, but he didn't want to act anymore anyway, so why continue doing this?
Better to find a chance to run away.
Chen Guanshui was having a headache here, and Xu Yinglian was equally troubled over there.
What business did she really have in White City? It was merely an excuse to continue probing Chen Guanshui.
Now, she was unsure of what to do, and upon entering the city, her eyes slowly drifted as she absentmindedly glanced around.
"I need to buy something," Xu Yinglian suddenly said.
"At your leisure, Immortal," Chen Guanshui replied lazily.
"Follow me," Xu Yinglian instructed with a frown.
