Wenxiang Pavilion's main building, inside Xiong Tingting's elegant hall.
She tightly gripped the Reflected Light Mirror as she watched Pei Yupo and the other three leave. She looked into the mirror again, witnessing the Soul Dominator's Heir hiding in the tomb, followed by scenes of Holy Martial Stage experts blasting the Willow Leaf Holy Tomb.
Xiong Tingting looked again and again, muttering to herself, "What on earth is going on?"
Saying this, she bewilderedly walked back to the innermost room of the elegant hall.
She gently lifted the curtain, frowning as she said, "It seems Pei Yupo thought Young Master Sikong was dead, but in fact, he wasn't. Luckily, Young Master Sikong didn't come back at this time to say goodbye to me, otherwise..."
Thud...
Before Xiong Tingting could finish her "otherwise," she suddenly collapsed to the ground in shock, staring into the room as if she'd seen a ghost.
She was stupefied and couldn't help but tentatively ask, "S-Sikong Jing?"
