The post-fusion Shen Wu world.
Bai Hua hall.
Xie Dao Ling was sitting on her Throne of Ten thousand Flowers.
------at the moment because of the change in her height, she wasn't able to lean comfortably on the throne as she used to do. She had to scoot in a bit more in order to lean on it comfortably.
Both her legs were now off the ground, dangling in the air.
She couldn't do anything but leave them that way.
An immature female voice resounded inside the hall.
"This really is----- very irritating"
Carefully thinking about recent events, Xie Dao Ling felt both helpless and cautious.
Considering the Lords' words from before, she had concluded with her instincts that she should seriously think about what Yun Ji said.
"Do not… go out, huh?"
Xie Dao Ling mumbled.
She put the plush doll down next to herself and took out a turtle shell.
