Chapter 4972 — The Mortal Woman

"Is that so? Well, there's nothing to be done about it, then." Wei Zhao sighed, a note of regret and worry in it. From the very day he had first heard of that mortal woman of unknown identity, this matter had weighed on his heart; he had been constantly fretting over whether she might be someone he knew. It was a pity that, now that he had come to the Eastern Continent, he could not find even a single trace of her—truly exasperating. (To be continued.)