Ye Xiaoxiang and Feng Feiyun were two completely different types of people. Though they met by fate, it was only an ephemeral coming together with no future.

If she wanted to chase after freedom and love, then it would be a path different from Feng Feiyun’s own.

He didn’t tell this to Wolong Sheng. After all, she was gone already, let the whole matter be gone with the wind as well.

The two of them talked about the alliance and wrote down a pact before exchanging the formality gift.

Feiyun took out a black jade box that was one and a half meter long, like a small coffin. Who knows what was inside? It emitted a bone-biting chill outside, one could even sense the thick evil affinity within seeping out.

Feng Mo personally handed it to him. It had the seal of an Enlightened Being so he had no way of knowing what was inside.

Meanwhile, Wolong Sheng took out an actual coffin...