C37 White-clothed Girl

There was no conversation along the way. Ever since Lian Chenghao had taken the Xiaojin, he didn't talk to Qin Shaofeng anymore. He just sat down cross-legged.

Qin Shaofeng wasn't bored either. He just sat behind Lian Chenghao and didn't say anything.

However, although he seemed to be sitting cross-legged and cultivating, he had actually fallen asleep