C797 Xuan Ji's Identity

"I didn't..." Han Xiao, drenched in cold sweat from the pain, quickly learned to keep his gaze in check.

"Haha!" A stream of young and beautiful girls passed by, all wearing smiles. Yet, none mustered the courage to strike up a conversation.

Feng Yixiu's brow furrowed in concern. Their immediate draw of attention upon arrival was far from a good sign