Repayment

The smile on the old man's face became even wider.

"Witch, you're still holding onto your luck even now!"

"As this old man said earlier, you are the nemesis of Qiang. The Imperial Advisor predicted that you must have Lou Lan's mark on your back."

Zhao Shuning nodded.

Following that, her right hand gently slid down her clothes, revealing half of her fragrant shoulder. The weather was so cold, and snowflakes scattered everywhere.

The yard was brightly lit.

Although everyone present was stupefied by Zhao Shuning's actions, they all saw clearly that there wasn't the slightest mark on her back.

His skin was as fair as ever and could be easily broken with a blow.

Ye Qingluan's eyes were filled with confusion.

Luo Hao tightly clenched his hands.

Liu Yuan didn't move an inch as he stared at the woman in front of him.

Without the imprint, how could this girl learn such a profound technique?