

“You…” Ye Qingtang looked at Ling Yan, astonished.Īlthough Ling Yan put it that way, it was clear that whatever reasoning he gave was fallacious. “This Heavenly Demon Pearl should belong to you. No matter what, it is the equivalent of this Heavenly Demon Pearl being Ye You’s interest to Miss Ye.” A faint smile hung on Ling Yan’s lips.īefore Ye Qingtang could say anything, Ling Yan grabbed her hand lightly and placed the Heavenly Demon Pearl in her palm before giving her any time to react. I stole Ye You’s Heavenly Demon Pearl, and it should not belong to me either. “Ye You stole Miss Ye’s spirit root, but that spirit root does not belong to Ye You.
