"We are almost at the North Sea. You still have a chance to change your mind." A cold, spectral female voice echoed from inside the bridal sedan. Neither Chen Xuan, Elder Wang, nor Zhu Shu, who were lying in ambush nearby, could hear it.
If Chen Xuan could have heard it, he would certainly have recognized that voice.
Indeed, the person speaking inside the sedan was none other than the Immortal Maiden Qing Yuan.
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