C38 The Blackclothed Man!

Xuanniang sat in the chair of the Nangong Mansion's main hall, her eyes fixed on the man kneeling before her. His face seemed different from what she remembered, but his eyes triggered a flood of memories.

She was about 80% sure, but Nangong Han needed her absolute certainty.

Xuanniang snapped back to reality and glanced at Nangong Han, who was already watching her intently.

"It should be him