C187 Stopping Him

Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-Seven: Interception

Yang Qin was restlessly pacing at the base of the Weeping Blood Sect's mountain, her eyes frequently darting to the gate as she waited in eager anticipation.

Dressed in a flowing white gown that accentuated her graceful figure and ethereal beauty, she drew the gaze of many Weeping Blood Sect disciples returning from their travels