What exactly is the White Lotus Sect up to?
Why have they abducted so many young girls?
Mingshu roughly glanced around and saw at least seven or eight carriages.
She was immersed in a tremendous shock and wanted to look more carefully when suddenly the curtain was drawn down with a whoosh. She looked up in the dim light to meet Wen Su's gaze, which seemed calm but seemed to hide a vortex tempting one into corruption—an odd contradiction.
Mingshu felt that this man wasn't as desireless as he appeared, and even had a somewhat sinister air about him. She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but she had such an intuition.
"Scared?" His pitch-black eyes stared at her, the corners of his mouth barely lifting in a supercilious, cat-and-mouse sort of taunt.
To be honest, at first there was a bit of instinctive fear, but evidently, he had no intention of doing anything to her right now.
