Four Nine Immortal Sect.
In the Sect Leader Palace.
Cloud and mist wafted through the air.
A young woman in a tight-fitting daoist robe that perfectly accentuated her flawless figure danced gracefully through the air while wielding a dagger in her hand.
A call suddenly sounded from outside.
"Sister Ye Ling, you're still here at the Sect Leader Palace?" Xiao Ze was slightly surprised to see her.
"I'm cultivating here," Ye Ling responded expressionlessly.
"Yes yes yes, whatever you say." Xiao Ze grinned.
Ye Ling pursed her lips.
Xiao Ze sat down and heaved a faint sigh. "I really cannot compare to you when it comes to concern for our master…"
Ye Ling's brows furrowed slightly. "What are you trying to say? Am I wrong to be concerned for Master's safety?"
