C139 Heavenly Martial Sect Shang Ming

"Which one..."

Behind a group of young men, outside a storefront, a youth around 18 or 19 appeared to be waiting for someone. He lifted his eyes to follow their gazes, and in that moment, it was as if he had been struck by lightning.

The girl in red was breathtakingly beautiful, her presence pure and otherworldly, even from a distance. Clad in a red bodysuit