"Little System, didn't you say Hongjun was the aloof iceberg god of the Primordial World, a flower high upon a snowy peak? What is the meaning of him and that female immortal exchanging flirty glances!" Long Yuanyuan raged.
"Host, stay calm! Calm down!" the System quickly urged.
"Since he has beauty by his side, hmph, then I won't go meddling in his business!" With that, Long Yuanyuan pulled out a plate of skewered barbecue that she had originally intended to give to Hongjun.
Chapter 87