C160 The Dream of the Clear Sky

"He's coming."

Looking at Chu Qianye's figure, everyone's gazes couldn't help but shrink a little as they softly said those words.

"Hmph, they're finally here." Wu Kuntong's clothes fluttered, and his hair started to dance wildly, making his look extremely elegant, with a kind of swordsman's indifference.

Seventh Prince slightly narrowed his eyes