Princess Pingyang should have been happy.

But she couldn't feel happy for some reason. Instead, she couldn't help but feel worried about Ling Yun.

A look of worry could not help but appear on Xiao Ning's face.

Before, Ling Yun wanted to gamble his life with Tuoba Yan, but he wasn't so worried. He believed that Ling Yun was sensible.

But now, Tuoba Yan actually hid his cultivation.

He was very worried, and this was beyond Ling Yun's expectation.

The only thing that made him feel relieved was that Ling Yun's expression remained calm.

But Tuoba Yan no longer looked at Ling Yun.

His gaze suddenly turned to the embers at the front.

"ember!"

Tuoba Yan said solemnly: "To me, this Ling Yun is just a clown. I am just playing with him, just like a cat playing with a mouse.
Chapter completed!