The man in green beckoned, and a woman's garment appeared in his hand. "Look familiar?"
In that instant, a blaze of anger shot up from the depths of Mo Liancheng's heart.
Tan'er's clothes were actually on another man? He actually kept them on him?
However, Mo Liancheng's expression didn't change in the slightest. He even deliberately showed a slightly strange look, as if saying, Senior, your tastes are really… unique. That gaze did, in fact, make the man in green a little embarrassed. He quickly put the garment away. "I'm looking for her. It's just that it's as if she suddenly disappeared inside the Holy Land, but I can be certain she hasn't left it yet."
"Right, on my way here I saved a girl outside. I don't know if she's the one you mean?" Mo Liancheng spouted nonsense—though he didn't really want to, because it was also somewhat true. On his way in he had indeed saved a girl, but it wasn't Tan'er; it was just a young lady called Xiangxiang.
