"..."
With these words spoken, it was as if Heaven and Earth fell into silence.
Su Han Yan almost doubted her ears.
Palace Master?
It's no longer the era of the grand and bustling Jianghu, where would a Palace Master come from now?
She no longer cared to know what secrets Ye Wanlan might have, because the dead cannot do anything!
"Hmph, nonsensical chatter." Su Han Yan sneered, "Such madness, take it down and tell it to the Dead Souls!"
Before she finished speaking, she had already moved.
"Swoosh—"
The wind moved with her, swift and urgent.
However, Su Han Yan heard a more fierce gust, someone moved simultaneously with her!
Yet Ye Wanlan stood calmly in place, with arms crossed, watching her leisurely.
Then... who could it be?
Su Han Yan's heart grew wary, but before she could think further, she saw that person.
