Chapter 183: What Choice?

ound of fashion arrives from afar, and by the time it reaches us, people are already close at hand.A hand, palm erect like a blade, slashed downwards diagonally.Though it is a fleshy palm, it is like...ce.As his voice trailed off, from the crowd further down the stone steps, a veiled old man stepped forward. He walked lightly to Bi-Qing's side, half-knelt down, and placed his finger on her pulse.Ji...