Pei Jingheng said with a slightly solemn expression, "After you left last night, an elderly white-haired Mystic Master came to the Fan Residence, claiming he was here to help catch the demon, but I suspect his motives are far from simple."
Shen Mingshu's knuckles turned white as she gripped her chopsticks, ice freezing in the depths of her eyes. "It is Yin Zhuo. Shen Xiyan must have sent him to find me."
Pei Jingheng frowned. "Why would she look for you?"
Chapter 27