C603 The Key Is Princess Yong Ning

Lee Yun stood frozen on the street corner, his brow furrowed as he took in his surroundings.

The beggar by the roadside appeared to be in his sixties, missing a right leg, his clothing tattered, his face a map of wrinkles, sallow and gaunt. Lee Yun guessed the man was only in his thirties, his severe aging a consequence of prolonged starvation.

With pleading eyes