Mo Yang sighed quietly. They say while the iron is hot, so the strike against the Void Temple needed to happen as soon as possible. But the agreed-upon time with Qiao Yunxi had already passed by many days; for all he knew, that young woman might really have left.
"Forget it, I'll stay here for the night and figure it out tomorrow!"
Mo Yang put away the token, but immediately frowned as he faintly sensed a subtle, obscure fluctuation.
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