C98 Still Not Going to Get Lost?

Before the Grey-Robed Elder could even react, a flash of cold light whizzed by, severing the hair at his temples.

"Are you not leaving yet? Or do I need to personally escort you out?" Luo Wushuang's voice was low and filled with an icy sternness.

Han Feng knew better than to linger and quickly exited the Su Family Hall. Lu Xueyao, with a look of sheer panic, hurried to follow Han Feng