C179 Request for Help

"Girl." Just as Lan Xin stepped out of the door, a tall figure stood in front of her and blocked her way. She looked up and saw that it was not the scholar who implicated the young miss that day.

Thinking of that day's matter, Lan Xin still had lingering fear in her heart. Hence, her tone of voice could not help but turn cold, "It is you. What do you want to do?"

Facing Lan Xin's vigilant eyes