Chapter 537, The thunder roars loudly, but little rain falls  

Silence. 

A deathly silence. 

Cold. 

An icy coldness. 

Under the warm sun, in the fairyland-like Enlightenment Tea Garden, the atmosphere suddenly seemed to have solidified, becoming unprecedentedly strange.

Everyone’s faces was full of complex expressions. 

The people who were around to watch, the successor of the Nangong family and the flame-mark young man, as well as many young elites of large forces and major sects. All their faces were crossed with a look of disbelief, some people even subconsciously cleaned their ears with their finger, thinking that they had misheard.

The eldest senior sister of the Hundred Spirits Sect was she was struck by lightning, standing there, staring dumbfounded.

The several female disciples behind her also had their mouths wide open, gasping in surprise, revealing a cute and endearingly silly expression.

It was only the stunning female disciple called Liu Ruxin, whose eyes were sparkling with a gleam of light, who was staring straight at Ye Qingyu.

The expression on Xiao Yunlong’s face seemed to...