lt;pgt;Fu Yan Huo Mi

Fu Yan moved her gaze away without a sound. Fu Jing clenched his fist secretly, his eyes falling on Huo Mingzheng who had come in with her.,In the main seat, Old Master Huo sat in a grand armchair, beads of prayer rotating between his fingers as he gestured towards Huo Mingzheng.,"Thank you for your concern, Sister Five." Fu Yan's voice was soft and gentle, with a hint of a smile.。