C50 Goddess of the Academy

Whoosh!

A white light pierced the heavens, carrying with it a powerful gale. Like an arrow released from its bow, the figure cut through the air, leaving a lingering shadow. Amidst a sea of astonished onlookers, she materialized in front of Qiao Gao in an instant.

"Who is that?"

Qiao Gao fixated on the streak of white, his grip tightening around the vial of Corpse King Poison