"What should we do now?" Ji Qingzhu asked directly.
Lan Lingye broke into a smile, her laughter sounding like silver bells—crisp and carrying a certain inexplicable Dao rhythm that made one feel as though bathed in a spring breeze. Her voice was soft and sweet as she said, "With the two of us joining forces, who in this Grotto-heaven can stand against us?"
Though her voice was soft, her tone revealed an arrogance born deep in her bones.
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