บท 1721: Xuan-er, Dalian Mo

"Wait for me!"

Before Zhang Xuan could reach the passageway, he suddenly heard a shout below. Following which, a figure darted in his direction and grabbed onto his robe.

"Hu Yaoyao?" Zhang Xuan wondered speechlessly.

The person who had grabbed him was none other than the familiar face among the crowd, Hu Yaoyao!

"This friend over here, it's extremely dangerous to proceed any further than this. It would be best for you to remain behind!" Zhang Xuan said as he raised his palm, intending to send the young lady back to the ground.