As Yan Zhaoge gazed over, he saw that above those wagons that were carrying cages were awning shelters.
People sat within them, probably the demonic bloodline cultivators in charge of escorting these massive beasts.
Within the awning shelter on one of the prisoner wagons carrying the most powerful of the captured demonic beasts sat a youthful girl, wearing easy-to-move-in clothing, her features like a painting. While her accessories and makeup were different, her features were clearly exactly the same as Sikong Qing's.
Seeing this 'Sikong Qing', the spectating crowds all let out great cheers, seemingly revering her greatly.
Yan Zhaoge crossed his arms before his chest, retracting his gaze, "Unless we kidnap her directly, we won't be able to make contact with her now."
Having experienced the matter of Ouyang Qi and Chang Ning before, meeting other similar people now, Yan Zhaoge could easily remain composed.