Chapter 187
Twilight.
Outside the bustling Wangsheng Inn in Yan Zhi City.
The disciples of the Hehuan Sect had already gathered together, sitting by the noodle and wine stalls near the inn, occasionally casting glances toward it.
“Young Master, why haven’t the Hehuan Sect members made a move yet?” The old servant asked Ji Wuming, looking somewhat impatient.
Mo Zhu’er was a woman ranked among the top ten beauties, and she was also the esteemed saintess of her sect.
If Mo Zhu’er were truly captured, and he could share an intimate moment with her—even if he were to rank behind the dogs—he would still be content.
“What’s the rush?”
Ji Wuming yawned and poured himself a cup of wine.
“Although the Hehuan Sect is cooperating with us, the person they want to kill is the saintess of the Black Lotus Sect. For the Black Lotus Sect, this would be a disgraceful matter.