C187 Stopping Him
Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-Seven: Interception
Yang Qin was restlessly pacing at the base of the Weeping Blood Sect's mountain, her eyes frequently darting to the gate as she waited in eager anticipation.
Dressed in a flowing white gown that accentuated her graceful figure and ethereal beauty, she drew the gaze of many Weeping Blood Sect disciples returning from their travels