C296 Qingyun Monastery

Tang Hao spun on his heel and strode out of the hotel.

But then it struck him—the date of the Dragon Gate competition was fast approaching.

As Xing Mo mulled over this, his phone buzzed with a call from Kung Xiaoyun.

With a sigh of resignation, Xing Mo answered.

Predictably, Xiaoyun unleashed a torrent of scolding on the other end.

Her ire peaked when she learned Xing Mo was in Mossley