Ye Qingfeng went straight back to Sky No.1. He couldn't wipe out the Hong Clan now anyway, so he might as well stay at Sky No.1 and wait for the Ice Condensing Strange Yin Grass to bloom.
Ye Qingfeng took a taxi back, and as he was just entering Sky No.1, he saw a woman in white walking out from inside.
This woman's attire was somewhat peculiar, not the usual urban girl style. Her appearance and demeanor were not something an ordinary woman could possess.
She was a Martial Artist, with that kind of Martial Artist aura found only in the Ancient Martial World.
Ye Qingfeng swept his Divine Sense over her and immediately knew she was not an ordinary person. The two exchanged glances, and Ye Qingfeng simply looked away.
Just another Martial Artist, unable to pique Ye Qingfeng's interest. No matter how beautiful she was, Ye Qingfeng wouldn't spare her another glance.
Retracting his gaze, Ye Qingfeng strode inside.
