"An escort mission?"
Sikong Hua Ji could hardly believe his ears.
On the brink of death, I still have to take on an escort mission?
He glanced at the others present and found that their expressions were as surprised as his own.
Full of astonishment.
Of everyone, only Hua Shiyi was genuinely anxious.
This isn't an ordinary person; now that the gates of Weiyang Palace are closed, it's clear they intend to shut the door and beat the dog.
At this juncture, you're still having someone take on an escort mission...
Why act so recklessly?
Now, Su Mo is right in front of Sikong Hua Ji, and if Sikong Hua Ji suddenly makes a move.
Even I wouldn't be able to save him in time.
For a moment, she was scratching her ears and neck in anxiety.
As her gaze wandered, she realized that while she was on the verge of jumping up from anxiety,
Yang Xiaoyun and Wei Ziyi seemed entirely unfazed.
But at this moment, she couldn't afford to ask more questions.
