C347 I Mourn the Sorrowful Melody

“A white-dressed woman?” The white-haired old man looked serious as if he was thinking about something.

Hua San nodded and said, “That’s right. It was a white-dressed girl. She was so beautiful that she looked like a fairy. Young Master and the others didn’t want to go in, but the white-dressed girl used a few words to provoke them and they all went in!” Hua San sighed again after he finished