Jia Yulan frowned slightly and looked back.
She saw Li Hanshao with disheveled hair, his eyes full of bloodshot vessels, flanked by two women from Goulan, smiling wickedly at her.
It was he who had been calling out just now.
"Li Hanshao, it's you!"
Jia Yulan's brows knit together slightly.
She had already heard about the annihilation of Heixuan Gate and knew that Li Hanshao was the sect's sole survivor, reduced to being a loose cultivator now.
As for Heixuan Gate, it had already been expelled a few days ago, and the deed to the sect's land had been reclaimed by the City Lord's Mansion; as for more detailed information, Jia Yulan was unaware.
Li Hanshao, looking at Jia Yulan, licked his lips, forcefully pushed away the women from Goulan beside him, and sneered:
"Miss Jia, you've chosen your cards well, transforming from a lower rank sect disciple to a disciple of a high ranked sect overnight. Should I congratulate you on your success?"
