"How is this possible?"
Qin Xueyan's cold, icy features were contorted with frost, her fists clenched so tightly her knuckles had turned white with fury.
This was Tanglian Peak, the heart of the Qingtang Sword Sect where the Sect Master resided. This courtyard was supposed to be a highly secure, secret facility designed specifically for holding high-value prisoners. Lin Cheng had only been brought in last night, and yet, in less than five hours, he had vanished.
Chapter 200