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However, the people around, including Zhou Wusheng and Xu Yue, couldn't help but nod, feeling that Qin Chen's words made sense.

The so-called "well water does not interfere with river water" is simply because there is no conflict of interest between them, or it can be said that there hasn’t been enough time for conflicts of interest to arise. When it comes to matters of profit, friends can turn into enemies, let alone unrelated individuals.

The benefits that can be obtained are the true benefits.

"Murong Bingyun, aren't you going to keep an eye on your man?"

Wei Siqing glanced at Murong Bingyun.

Murong Bingyun's face darkened; my man?

Zhou Wusheng and the others also looked over, assessing Qin Chen and Murong Bingyun, revealing ambiguous expressions.

In the eyes of everyone, the relationship between Qin Chen and Murong Bingyun was that of dual cultivation partners. Zhou Wusheng laughed, "Junior Brother Qin Chen, why don't you introduce this one?"

"Oh, Murong Bingyun, my dear."

Qin Chen glanced at Murong Bingyun and spoke lightly.

"You... Qin Chen, who is your dear!"

Murong Bingyun's face turned green with anger.

"Bingyun, what's wrong? We haven't seen each other for long, and you're already mad at me?"

Qin Chen's lips curled into a mischievous smile, and with a flicker of his figure, he arrived beside Murong Bingyun, wrapping an arm around her slender waist. His fingers pressed firmly, gripping the delicate flesh at Bingyun's waist, which was indeed firm and without a trace of flabbiness.

"You..." Murong Bingyun's forehead bulged with veins. Just as she was about to struggle and scold him, she heard Qin Chen's voice whispering in her ear, "Murong Bingyun, now that everyone knows you are my dear, be good and don't move. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Qin Chen said with a grin, and to the onlookers, it seemed like they were having an intimate conversation. However, Murong Bingyun felt a chill run down her spine, rising from her feet.

This person, Qin Chen, is known for being ruthless and capable of anything. If she embarrassed him in front of everyone, her fate would not be good.

Especially after witnessing Qin Chen slay the leader of the Dark Tyrant Dragon Clan, Murong Bingyun clearly understood that with Qin Chen's current strength, killing her would be effortless.

"Qin Chen, you are simply a demon."

Murong Bingyun transmitted her anger through thoughts, yet her entire demeanor was smiling as she nestled in Qin Chen's arms, being as affectionate as possible.

"Bingyun is my beloved, and for her, I am willing to do anything."

Qin Chen looked gently at Murong Bingyun, causing everyone to drop their jaws in shock. They could hardly imagine that the once ruthless Qin Chen, akin to a god or demon, could display such a tender demeanor. However, in Murong Bingyun's heart, she was filled with anger and fear, feeling a chill all over, unsure of what Qin Chen was plotting.

Beloved?

He probably wishes he could kill her instead!

"Hmm?"

Not far away, Dao Zhengzhi, Su Zheng, and others saw this scene, and their eyes lit up.

"Sure enough, Murong Bingyun from the Guanghan Palace has a special relationship with Qin Chen. If that's the case..." Dao Zhengzhi's eyes suddenly sparkled. He had heard rumors of Qin Chen having a unique relationship with a certain Saintess from Guanghan Palace, but he never took it seriously until now when it was finally confirmed.

Qin Chen's previously displayed strength even made him feel apprehensive. However, if he could start with Murong Bingyun, it would be much easier. As long as he could control Murong Bingyun, wouldn't Qin Chen have no choice but to comply?

Dao Zhengzhi felt incredibly excited, thinking he had found an excellent way to deal with Qin Chen.

"Alright, we are all disciples of Guanghan Palace, and naturally, we will work hard for it. Our immediate priority is to leave here quickly and find land."

Zhou Wusheng said, and the group quickly soared through the Chaos Sea.

During the flight, Qin Chen's gaze flickered, seemingly lost in thought, and nobody knew what he was actually thinking.