Li Qianluo suddenly remembered something and said, "No, no! I mistook you, but you didn't correct me! Instead, you went along with my misunderstanding, pretending to be a cultivator from the Congji abyss, obviously you're hiding something from me too, right? Let's just call it even."
Xiang Beifei gave no reply.
"So where are you from? Why does the Night Demon fear you so much?" Xiang Beifei inquired.
Li Qianluo chuckled and said, "Ah, where I come from doesn't matter, the important thing is, we get along well, don't we?"
Xiang Beifei smiled, not pressing further. Everyone has their own secrets, and if one doesn't want to talk about it, dropping the subject is for the best.
After a moment, Xiang Beifei asked again, "Did you get the three fragments from the Night Demon?"
Li Qianluo was slightly taken aback, her eyes showing a hint of intrigue as she said, "You know about the Saint Stone fragments?"
"What do you think?"
"It's strange, how do you know?"
"It's a long story."
