Guo Dong smiled wryly.
She didn't like these people, who were, unlike Jing Yang back then, not straightforward, not even slightly. In fact, Jing Yang would have done whatever he thought was necessary to do, and he would even dare to thrust his sword toward the back of his big brother without hesitation, and he had been taught by him since his youth; and on the other hand, he wouldn't do anything that he thought wasn't worth his effort; even if his partners or friends were dying in front of him, he wouldn't even feel a thing.
Looking at the sky in the east, she thought it was obvious that he was unwilling to enter, but he still displayed the pretense that he was actually worried about his daughter.
Then, she looked at the sky in the south, thinking that he was the one who would like to see the disinheritance of Shenmo Peak the most, meaning there was no point in him pretending that he was concerned about Jing Jiu's whereabouts.
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