Edge of the Corpse Bone Abyss, a certain cave.
"…"
Sheng Nian was toying with a communication talisman in his hand, his brows slightly furrowed, seemingly pondering something.
Just then, Lyu Qin returned from outside.
Sheng Nian quickly put away the communication talisman.
Although his movements were swift, Lyu Qin caught every single one of them.
"Junior Brother, you're not Cultivating properly here. What are you doing?"
Sheng Nian maintained his arrogant Aura and attitude: "Hmph, mind your own business."
He stood up and walked out of the cave.
Perhaps he had grown accustomed to his Junior Brother's attitude, or perhaps he was very good at enduring.
Lyu Qin's face did not show much displeasure.
He slightly turned his head, looking in the direction Sheng Nian had left.
"That little bastard has been sneaking around these past few days…"
After a moment of contemplation, a layer of dim spiritual power appeared around him, concealing him in the night.
