"Where is that ancient book? C-could you lend it to this old man for a look?" Jiang Shuiliu’s breathing grew rapid.
His body flickered suddenly, appearing before Ning Wuque as if he had teleported.
Ning Wuque’s body instinctively recoiled, yet he still could not escape Jiang Shuiliu’s grip; the old man had seized him firmly by both shoulders.
Chapter 194