C132 The Real Sun Wukong!

Whoosh!

A sharp intake of breath pierced the air as Chen Xuanzang emerged, scrambling out into the open.

He appeared disoriented, his gaze sweeping over his surroundings, lingering on the spot where Miss Duan had just been dancing.

For a fleeting moment, he could almost see her rushing toward him with a smile, but in the blink of an eye, her graceful silhouette vanished