บท 1242: Temple of Holy Light

Ice Storm pondered for a long time.

"So, we fought all the way from Black-corner City to Red-gold City and risked all our courage, wisdom, and luck just to become two troublemakers who failed to do anything, right?"

The snow leopard warrior's frown never lifted. "However, even if you like being a troublemaker, what good is it to me?"

"That's why I said that our cooperation has entered a new stage and we should have a deeper understanding of each other."

Meng Chao frankly said, "You might as well state your conditions and tell me what you want to do on the Holy Mountain. How do you want me to help you so that you are willing to be a sh*t stirrer?"

Ice Storm was not used to Meng Chao's magnanimous style. It was like fighting a bayonet.

Nevertheless, after staring at Platinum Embrace's ashes for a long time, she could not think of any possibility of getting what she wanted alone.