C554 Anecdotes from the Heavenly King's Hall

Zhen Yinjian only felt a soft palm grab his hand and lead him forward.

"Pure Spirit!" Zhen Yinjian coughed twice, and the girl finally reacted. Seeing that his hand was holding Zhen Yinjian's wrist, a trace of shyness appeared on his face.

"Let's go. There won't be a good spot if we're late." Qing Ling pretended to be calm as she said this