C864 The Clue of the Chaos Divine Sword

"Little Feng, is that what you're laughing at?" Hsing Zilin didn't fully grasp the situation, but she noticed Feng Zhentian was still chuckling—clearly, he had anticipated this all along.

She had a deep respect for Feng Zhentian's intellect, yet his emotional intelligence might as well have been non-existent.

"Humph, so you knew all along and didn't bother to tell me? Hmph." Hsing Zilin pouted