C347 Great

Southland, within the main hall of the Ghost Woman City, Han Xiaoyue furrowed her brows.

"Holy Lord, how is it?"

The Great Clan Elder could not help but ask. From Han Xiaoyue's expression, he saw a sense of unease.

"The other four Saints have found all sorts of excuses. That's exactly what I was thinking."

Han Xiaoyue smiled bitterly