During Shi Nian's busy times.
Yun Jian stood expressionlessly in front of Feng Ying.
Feng Ying frowned slightly and also looked at him without any expression.
Both of these people were not particularly talkative.
Staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes for a long time, nobody said a word.
Feng Ying raised her eyebrows and suddenly understood.
Having heard that Yun Jian was a battle enthusiast, was he looking for a fight with her?
Feng Ying narrowed her eyes and said, "If you want to fight, then let's fight. Follow me."
Fight?
Fight what?
Yun Jian was somewhat bewildered.
But...
Fighting with Feng Ying should be quite thrilling, right?
Yun Jian, silent, followed her.
The small town of Cloud City was currently almost entirely inhabited by cultivators.
And the majority of them were young and full of vigor.
With many young people comes a strong spirit.
