C362 Ancient Tomb of the Martial Lord

"Miss Soong, can I have a word with you? I just want to ask you a few simple questions, I don't want to join any sect yet. " Jiang Ting's words were neither soft nor hard, half of it was directed at Soong Xinlian, while the other half were directed at Yang Penghao.

Yang Penghao looked at Jiang Ting with a profound gaze