C144 Rosy

Yun Lianmo, who had just returned to Floating Life Pavilion, felt a shiver run down her spine. She rubbed the White Jade Flute that she had just retrieved from Young Master Xiyan with a worried expression on her face. That monstrous genius should have woken up by now. Perhaps, he had already found out that the White Jade Flute was missing. Perhaps, he was looking for her everywhere