Yu Nianzhen stopped in his flight, and his body tensed slightly.
A sword appeared in his hand, and his eyes narrowed.
'When did she get ahead of me?' He wondered as he looked at the female cultivator in front of him.
The woman was dressed in white and had several silver ornaments on her black hair.
Although the lower half of her face was covered with a white veil, the exposed half was exquisite.
"Does the fellow Taoist need something from us?" He asked.
His voice was cold, and his senses were on full alert.
In their current situation, there were two types of people that would stop them.
The first kind was someone who had witnessed everything on the lake and the underwater garden.
The other kind was an opportunist who just happened to come across them.
Either way, Yu Nianzhen wasn't willing to get entangled when Jiang Yue was in bad condition.
