C524 Third Young Master Xu Chuan
Crack!
With a sharp and resounding slap, Leh's cheek ballooned with swelling—an extraordinary occurrence for a ghost cultivator without a physical form, as the pain was a direct assault on the soul itself.
Ninth Miss's gaze was dark and foreboding as she stared at Leh. "I tasked you with inviting Qin Chuan to visit. Is this your idea of an invitation?" she demanded icily