Chapter 469 - Three Questions Asked by Ordinary People

Cold Cicada landed squarely on the white cat’s head.

Ping Yongjia was stunned speechless, because he had never expected this.

Ping Yongjia looked in that direction curiously.

Gu Qing didn’t say anything, simply wearing a smile.

The bamboo chair was placed by the edge of the cliff, facing the ocean of clouds.

Jing Jiu sat behind Zhao Layue, combing her hair.

Zhao Layue said, “I haven’t seen you play with the sand for a while.”

“I’ve been quite busy lately,” said Jing Jiu.

“Sometimes I think I’m doing all this simply to repay my debts,” Jing Jiu said.

Zhao Layue asked after some thought, “Is it the so-called cause and effect?”

Zhao Layue pressed, “Is the green grass on the slope indebted to that horse?”

Jing Jiu nodded in agreement, and said, “Therefore, I have to go to Zhaoge City next.”

“I’ll go with you this time,” Zhao Layue offered.

“I’m going to Zhaoge City for the matter of the snowland,” Jing Jiu said.

Zhao Layue’s countenance changed slightly, wondering what had happened.

It was because the mosquito under Cold Cicada’s control had died.

It was just then that he shut his eyes, and then opened them.

The ice and snow vanished.

What he saw now was the same dark and gloomy passageway, and the lonely cell.

Jing Jiu didn’t utter a single word for a long time while gazing at the cell.

No sound came out from the cell either; it was as quiet as in a graveyard.

“I’m going to travel to a faraway place.”

A faint gurgling sound came out from the cell.

A bamboo chair appeared in the cell.

The spring scenery was truly marvelous at the Net-Perception Temple.

A grand hall was intermittently visible in the fog.

It seemed uneventful in Zhaoge City; the political situation, however, was not as cozy.

The calmness in Zhaoge City right now was not a good sign.

It was indeed very troublesome.

Jing Jiu found that they would be a big threat after these simple calculations.

Why had the conflict come to this point?

Jing Jiu didn’t quite understand the reason.

The Old Ones were his Big Brother’s.

Now he had finally gotten the answer.

However, all those were winnings on a small scale.

What his Big Brother craved was to win on a large scale.

“Are you even capable of feeling sad?”

A female voice rang out behind Jing Jiu.