The former sovereign lord concealed his presence behind the corner and listened in on their conversation.
"Lady Cuifeng, you shouldn't displease His Lordship. You have served at his side for all these years, but this dreaded curse prevents him from returning your affections. You must be patient! Wait until the Matron finds a way to break the curse." The elderly servant comforted the wounded Goddess, helping her to her feet.
Bai Cuifeng coughed out a spatter of blood. Due to Bai Qingyue's heavy blow, her body had been inflicted with deep, internal injuries. Her emerald eyes blazed with barely contained fury and her hair spread about messily, the very image of a vengeful goddess.
