C385 Trace

Muqingxuan, who was hiding at home, heard a knock on the door. Her brows were knitted tightly and her heart was filled with anxiety and unease. She thought to herself, just who is this? The hoarse voice sounded a little desolate.

The person outside the door had his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, his eyes glimmering with starlight. His gloomy eyes looked at the cold door