C114 Zhao Clan

At noon the next day, the bright sunlight shone into the room, and the hot summer air gradually began to show. The cicadas on the trees outside the room kept chirping, but they stopped after Muh Qing glanced at them. Gongsuen Xue had just cultivated for a night last night, and now she needed to rest. Muh Qing did not want these Xia Chan to disturb Xue'er's rest.

"Oh. .