C148 You Think You're the Holy Son?

The next day.

Ye Qingxuan put on his veil and drove the white tiger to the small country where he met the old man. He asked around and found no news of the old man.

At this moment, Ye Qingxuan saw a few beggars in the alley. His eyes lit up and he immediately went to the alley.

But what he saw were a few ordinary beggars begging. Ye Qingxuan could not help but sigh in disappointment