C95 The Fivecolor Lotus Sword Intent Phantom Image

"Is this the spot?"

Xiao Yan, concealed in the shadows, gestured toward the area ahead.

The Golden Flame Holy Lion peeked its head out from its clothing, nodded in confirmation, and then quickly withdrew.

"You little rascal, you were the one who insisted we come here, and now that we're in, you're too scared to make a peep."

Xiao Yan playfully chided the Golden Flame Holy Lion