C97 air flight

"Jiu'er."

"Yes."

"Aren't you going back to the Beast God Cult?"

Qin Lang turned around and asked. Although the atmosphere had been a bit awkward since last night, the two of them couldn't possibly continue like this.

Jiu'er inclined her head, glaring at Qin Lang. "What? You want to chase me away?"

"No, no, how could I? I just thought that you were going to go back as well ?"

"I ran out