Zhao Lingbo's smiling face, coupled with the phrase "guess what," seemed like a malicious mockery.
In the face of such mockery, Zhao Chenlu restrained her smile and spoke words as sharp as a knife.
"Who are you to make me guess?"
Having said that, she turned around and waved to the Celestial Divine Sword: "Let's go."
Then, she was about to step into the mirror and return to Golden Jade City.
But in reality, the woman's attention was entirely focused on Zhao Lingbo.
She certainly wasn't really going to leave.
Although, as she said, a mere maid like Zhao Lingbo was in no position to make her guess, on the other hand, there was nothing more important to Zhao Chenlu than Zhao Lingbo's betrayal.
Because this was the only thing in the entire incident that caught her off guard.
