Trapped

A night passed as Ling Han and the three girls returned to Spirit Treasures Pavilion.

Although Xuanyuan Zi Guang said he would kill Ling Han if the latter came out, Xuanyuan Zi Guang wasn't that unoccupied to keep an eye on Ling Han for an entire day; otherwise, a great battle would be inevitable.

When it was afternoon, Yin Hong ran over hastily.

"What happened for you to be in such a desperate rush?" Ling Han said with a smile.

"Pah, this old lady is still a virtuous lady, how could you use desperate to describe me?" Yin Hong said, displeased.

"A virtuous lady that has the words this old lady on the tip of her tongue, you're truly the first I've seen," Ling Han said, smiling.

"Now you've seen it for yourself," Yin Hong said unabashedly. "Oh, right. There's a great matter I need you to know."

"What matter?" Ling Han asked thoughtlessly.

"In the recent days, there hasn't been anyone entering the city," Yin Hong said.