C271 Goodbye Rogue Priest

In an inn, Xie Ling gazed out the window at the bustling street, her face pale with worry. "Lingling, are you still fretting over Zhao Lin?" The Fifth Elder entered, letting out a weary sigh. "Fifth Martial Uncle, do you think he'll come?" Xie Ling turned, her pallid complexion tugging at the heartstrings. "He will come, but I wish he wouldn't," the Fifth Elder lamented