Yu Wenjing shot Lin Chang'sheng an angry glare, then turned and left.
This guy is just too much.
She had treated him wholeheartedly, and yet he responded to her like this.
"Little brat, I've found you!"
But before Yu Wenjing could get far, a voice rumbled across the sky, like thunder.
Such cultivation was far beyond anything a Golden Core Stage cultivator could muster.
"A thousand-mile transmission? Nascent Soul Divine Consciousness? It's a Nascent Soul Realm powerhouse!"
Yu Wenjing's eyes widened, full of shock and terror.
Although she herself had never touched the path of Immortal Dao,
As royalty, she'd at least heard some tales about it.
And the "little brat" this person spoke of—of course, it meant Lin Chang'sheng.
Otherwise, Great Yu wouldn't warrant a Nascent Soul Realm expert's pursuit.
"Chang'sheng, Chang'sheng—"
Yu Wenjing hurriedly raced back.
All the resentment she held toward Lin Chang'sheng seemed to vanish in that instant.
