"I've heard a little," Ye Qingtang said softly as she gingerly walked across the Pagoda of the Dead.
"The Holy Lord of Shadows was supremely powerful in Central Mainland. She commanded millions of Undead, and all the clans in the mainland bowed to her. Miss Ye… if you want the Undead of the Temple of Shadows to believe that you are the Holy Lord, you need to imitate her attitude and behavior. The Holy Lord of Shadows is not as easy-going a mistress as Miss Ye."
"I am now in the Pagoda of the Dead. What am I supposed to do?" Ye Qingtang vaguely understood Ling Yan's meaning, but it did not apply to her current situation.
