Strange, why would the lamas from the Zhong Yin Temple seek out the White Lotus Sect?
Watching the lamas from the Zhong Yin Temple walk into the White Lotus Sect's hall, Chun Xiaoman felt uneasy. After bidding the beggars farewell, she quietly followed them.
When she saw the lamas heading toward Bai Lingmiao's residence, Chun Xiaoman quickened her pace.
Although the lamas probably wouldn't dare make a move inside the Capital City, she still felt uneasy.
However, before she could follow for long, a faint, almost imperceptible aura of death spread from all around. It made her scalp tingle and her fingertips turn cold, freezing her to the spot.
Chun Xiaoman struggled desperately, wanting to draw the Serrated Sword at her waist and perform a Divine Strike, yet her limbs felt paralyzed—she couldn't move an inch.
