C691 Secret Realm.

Inside the thatched cottage, the fire in the small stove was faintly visible, baking the room warm. Zhang Qingtian was sitting on the stool, sipping on the low-quality tea with relish. Shieh Motian looked at him, then looked at Liu Yang who was silent. He suddenly didn't know what to say.

He didn't know that Liu Yang was in a bad mood right now.

After entering the secret realm to find Xue