"Tang... Tang Li? Is that person... the Overlord Saber, Tang Li?!"
The Sky Lord couldn't believe his eyes as he looked at the figure who had already knelt on one knee outside the grand hall.
That silhouette was something he could never forget.
The renowned Overlord Saber from a thousand years ago was actually treating Mister Ye with such an attitude?!
That Mister Ye who was just over twenty years old?!
"Now that you know, it's not too late."
Feng Jing snorted coldly, her figure not pausing as she dashed out at high speed.
She needed to calculate with the utmost swiftness the probability that Ye Xiao's mother, Su Rou, had been rescued by someone after jumping into the Yellow River years ago, who might have saved her, and where she might be now.
This matter, compared to anything else concerning the Six Fan Gates right now, was of utmost importance; she had to take matters into her own hands.
"I hope she is alive, even if there is just a glimmer of hope, otherwise..."
