Hearing this familiar voice, Xue Zhen was shocked. The first thing that she saw was the golden lightning mark between that person’s eyebrows. The mark made the feminine youth’s face even more enchanting.

“Senior Fellow Apprentice Chen? You...come back!”

Xue Zhen pretended to be calm, but she couldn’t help but retreat, “Senior Fellow Apprentice, this is the Mount of Holy Girl. If you don’t get the permission, you can’t come ...