C451 Strange Old Man

In an exquisitely adorned boudoir, a woman languidly stroked her slender thighs, reclining on the bed with a seductive air.

Beside her, another woman, clutching a black saber, spoke with deference, "Sect Master, if you don't take action soon, the elders will intervene themselves."

No sooner had she finished speaking than the woman opened her eyes