In his line of sight.
A white figure calmly glanced at him.
Upon seeing his gaze, the white figure chuckled coquettishly and with a light tap of her foot, she quickly darted toward a direction.
After a few flashes, she disappeared from sight.
"Hmm! What business does she have with me?" Zhang Xiaohao frowned and wondered.
He pondered for a while.
With a tap of his foot, he performed the Twelve Heavenly Steps and rapidly chased after her.
An hour later.
Zhang Xiaohao came to a stop inside the Hundred Thousand Mountains, both standing atop a tree.
About ten meters apart, they gazed at each other.
"Hehe, little brother, you're quite fast!" the white figure giggled.
She was none other than Gong Ningyue, whom he had met earlier in the villa on the mid-mountain slope, the Palace Master of Tianyin Sect.
"Spit it out! What's the big idea, seeking me out like this?" Zhang Xiaohao said indifferently.
