Dust filled the air, completely shrouding the now-ruined inn. Not a single figure was visible, as if everything within the inn had been obliterated in that very instant!
Yet, Ye Qianwu's expression remained cold. She could sense that the person was still there—alive, well, and entirely unharmed.
When the dust finally cleared, a plain-looking man stood atop the ruins, gazing calmly up at Ye Qianwu in the void.
Chapter 1809