C121 Bai Qing'er's Pain

Ye Mo, having whisked Ren Pingxue away on his flying sword, paid no mind to the sudden roar of fury emanating from atop the Wind Pavilion. That roar was little more than a muffled clap of thunder, reverberating through the clear sky.

As time gently slipped by, the afternoon arrived in the blink of an eye. On the western outskirts of Strihgan