C1957 Why Did You Pretend to be Me

Jade Lake Immortal Sect.

In a remote room, an old white-haired woman was cultivating with her legs crossed.

*Swoosh!*

Suddenly, a figure flashed in front of her, and a man in black appeared out of thin air. He half-kneeled, lowered his head and said respectfully: "Reporting to the Lord Protector, that man is currently participating in the auction. Without half a day