i Feng hard across the face, "Waste!"Bai Han pursed her lips, wanting to say something for Bai Feng, but the old Palace Master was in a bad mood right now. Whatever she said would be useless, and sayi...Bai Han frowned, naturally wouldn't respond to Han Yun's words. The most urgent task was to find Bai Feng.

So he shifted his gaze from the corpse on the bed to Han Yun, sword raised in his hand, "Today's affairs, your Qingyun Pavilion should not have interfered."

There's no right or wrong here. As everyone knows, the Qingyun Pavilion only sells information; they don't get involved in martial disputes and keep a distance from officials of the imperial court.

He admired Mo Yunjing's character, but he wouldn't get too involved in Mo Yunjing's affairs before being rescued by An Xuetang.

Yet, he couldn't ignore the affairs of Beijang王府, for An Xuetang had personally pulled him back from the gates of hell.

Read novelsen around.At this time, the man curiously asked again, "Chen Lao's old arms and legs, how did he rush past first And he even got so far ahead of all of us"The more I think about it, the weirder it get...