Chapter 227: The Ghost Swordsman's Mission to Yan Country (Seeking Subscriptions and Monthly Tickets)

Fengyun Hall.

Zhao Qingmei was seated at the head of the hall, and below her was a man in his thirties, who was indeed the son of Ouyang Ping, Ouyang Quan.

Besides them, there was no one else.

Ouyang Quan stood up with a smile and said, "Sect Leader Zhao, since that is the case, let us set off immediately."

Zhao Qingmei casually replied, "No rush, let's wait a bit longer."

"Oh?"

Ouyang Quan showed a trace of surprise in his eyebrows, "Waiting for whom?"

"He's here."

As the words of Zhao Qingmei fell, a figure appeared at the door.

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Qingmei's mouth, and Ouyang Quan couldn't help but look over.

It was a young man, seemingly not very old, with handsome features and what was most distinctive were his eyes —elongated and profound, his eyelashes fluttering lightly like clouds covering the moon.

Even Ouyang Quan had to admit that those eyes were indeed bright and spirited.

"Who is this?"

Ouyang Quan asked with curiosity.