Ye Guichen had never seen Bai Qinghe so nervous before.
Even in the face of death, Bai Qinghe always appeared fearless and ready to die.
But now, she seemed very tense.
She was holding two cups of milk tea, but one hand was pressing hard on the lid of one of the cups.
Strangely, there seemed to be a fluttering sound coming from the cup, as if something alive was inside.
Although curious, Ye Guichen kept silent and followed Bai Qinghe to a secluded spot behind the Chen Building.
"What's going on?" Ye Guichen asked after they stopped.
Bai Qinghe looked troubled: "I'm being targeted by people from the Heavenly Master Tao."
"Heavenly Master Tao?" Ye Guichen frowned.
Ye Guichen knew well about the Heavenly Master Tao.
It was a powerful Taoist sect that usually didn't involve itself in worldly affairs.
