Spiritually-Restrained Zilong City

Yun Yang did not linger. After the short exchange, he left upon understanding Shangguan Lingxiu’s purpose of this trip.

To Yun Yang, there was nothing more important than verifying if the assassin stranded in Ziyou was, in fact, Old Dugu. Even though other matters were relevant to the Shangguan Family of Generals and Shangguan Wudi, it was more urgent to look after the living than the dead!

Watching Yun Yang leave, Shangguan Lingxiu bit her plump lips as she stood on the deck; a strange feeling rose within her.

This Lord Supreme Wind… he has never contacted me before… Yet, why does he seem so familiar?

Why do I feel this sense of familiarity about him? Who does he remind me of?

Shangguan Lingxiu’s hair fluttered in the wind as she thought, "Lord Supreme Wind has never shown his real face, but he should be someone I know."