C1015 Evening gathering at Ming Ying Inn

Creak ?

A weak knock on the door broke the dark silence. A black shadow flashed out and the masked man in black, who was standing by the window, was visibly moved.

However, he still stood there without moving, as if he was waiting for something.

"Deacon Qin, the Cloud Sea Immortal Sect has sent a message. They have already left for our side