C399 Purification Finger

Gao Chi shook his head, placed two notebooks on the coffee table, and gestured toward the sofa across from him. "Have a seat!"

Yun Wuxie, appearing no older than her twenties but nearly forty in reality, had a certain naivety from her years secluded in the mountains. She huffed dismissively, remaining rooted to the spot. Unperturbed, Gao Chi offered a slight, accommodating smile