Shortly after Hou Chulan’s air-transportation spiritual tool flew off the Martial Spirit Sect’s ancient starship, Hou Chulan said, “He Lianxiong is like that. Don’t mind him.”

She pointed a finger at her own head. “There might be something wrong with him in here.”

Nie Tian laughed and said, “Yeah, it certainly seems so.”

Hou Chulan nodded. “The man is overconfident. He’s badgered me for years, and shows up wherever I go. Many men around me have been ...