"Old Zhao, speaking ill of others behind their back is not right. Also, you should call me Sima Qin now."
Li Weiyi said with a smile. Zhao Zhi-zhuo's expression turned serious, and he spoke earnestly, "This Miss Yinyin is truly a dangerous person; otherwise, why would I hurry to find you? You are too young and inexperienced.
I worry that faced with the stunning beauty of a Pure Immortal Body woman, you might make a fatal misjudgment!" He understood well that Li Weiyi was wise and stable, but throughout history, countless heroes had been defeated by the beauty of a woman. Li Weiyi sat down at the table and poured two cups of tea.
"Isn't she just the granddaughter of the leader of the Yao Li Tribe? Does she have any other background?"
He recalled the strange changes in Yao Yin when they were in the Ashen Region. The resounding cry that erupted from her body had forced back six extremely powerful Ash Spirits, which was indeed beyond comprehension. Zhao Zhi-zhuo sat down, holding the teacup.