With that, Jing Mingxuan raised his head slightly and looked out, unexpectedly catching sight of the vast expanse of snow-white skin belonging to Su Muchan.
Feasting his eyes on the sight, he returned to his normal demeanor and fell into deep thought.
Having received no divine voice transmissions over the past eleven days indicated that everything was completely normal, with no matters requiring his attention. The only unusual thing was why Xiaoxian, the Dragon Ball, and the Compass hadn't come looking for him and Su Muchan.
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