Patriarch Feng, holding the storybook in his hand, calmed down and asked calmly, "Nian'er, Grandpa will give you a chance to explain."
"I'm not. I don't."
"Okay." After saying this, the head of the Feng family left the hall with his hands behind his back.
Di Nian frowned as he watched Patriarch Feng leave. He felt as if he had missed something. A flash of inspiration struck him, and he remembered it. It was the storybook! This old man had actually taken it away!
What's this old man doing with the storybook?
Di Nian didn't know that after the head of the Feng family left, he immediately sent people to the Holy Ruins to find out the truth and buy some books about Di Nian.
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On the other side, not long after Yun Zheng and Emperor Zun left the hall, Emperor Zun's expression suddenly changed, and a dangerous and deep look flashed in his deep eyes.
Yun Zheng immediately turned to look at him and asked worriedly, "What's wrong with you?"
Emperor Zun lowered his eyes to look at her, and opened his thin lips slightly: "Zheng'er, I need to leave for a few days."
"Where are you going?" Yun Zheng raised her hand and grabbed his cold hand. She couldn't help but frowned, looked up at him, and repeated, "Where are you going?"
"...Ghost Realm." Emperor Zun pursed his lips, "Someone touched my things."
"Is it dangerous?"
"It's not dangerous."
Yun Zheng raised her hands and hugged his thin waist, resting her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. She paused for a few seconds before saying, "I'll wait for you." Wait for you to come back.
He raised his hand to hug her back, and his slender, bony hand raised slightly and gently touched the back of her head.
He uttered a low 'hmm'.
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