"Miss You, is there something you need?"
Qin Jun sat cross-legged on the bed and asked. He had noticed You Fenghuang before and was surprised she took the initiative to seek him out.
He was curious about what her face would look like under that veil—was it breathtakingly beautiful, or so ugly as to repel?
"Have you ever heard of the Netherworld Holy Sect?" You Fenghuang asked Qin Jun with a graceful bow, followed by a light laugh. Her enchanting figure coupled with her seductive voice was undoubtedly a young man's bane.
The Netherworld Holy Sect?
A puzzled look crossed Qin Jun's face. Seeing this, You Fenghuang frowned, having assumed Qin Jun hailed from a significant power, yet he had never heard of the Netherworld Holy Sect.
