Serpent Ancestor

With a smile on her face, Zhuo Lingling escorted Yuan Ming and Gu Yue to the door of the private room. Yuan Ming politely declined her offer to see them out of the building.

He didn’t want to draw too much attention.

The two of them made their way to the first floor lobby, passing through rows of shelves. They were about to head towards the exit when they noticed a commotion at the entrance. A crowd of people was pouring in through the main door.

Leading the group was a young man in his twenties, dressed in white. He was handsome, with white hair and thin lips, giving off a somewhat frivolous impression.