At that moment, the beautiful figure disappearing on the horizon suddenly came to a halt and turned back rapidly, only to see the Taoist by the lake looking as normal as ever, solemnly taking out a fishing rod.
"Xiao Lang, what are you laughing at!"
Suddenly, a voice transmission blossomed in Yi Chen's heart.
"It's nothing, Yuan Jun, I just thought of something amusing."
"By the way, Yuan Jun, didn't you say you had some urgent matters to attend to?"
Yi Chen replied while rolling the fishing bait with one hand and massaging his face with the other.
Seeing such a theatrically overdone performance by Yi Chen, the woman in the Peach Blossom Mask decided not to further embarrass herself and after giving the Taoist a piercing glare, ran even faster.
This time, she didn't stop.
"Hahaha~"
The exuberant laughter rang out once again by the side of the vast lake.
