"Boy, who are you?"
Xiao was soon faced with this question from a beautiful woman who seemed to have seen much in her life. Just her natural presence blended into the world, a sense of profoundness too deep to be measured radiated from her body. Xiao could even feel his fire control being severely restricted under the woman's gaze.
The moment he's out of his life-and-death battle, he's pulled into another one. For once, Xiao just wanted to find a warm bed and take a rest. But holding back his annoyance, Xiao's eyes looked towards Yun Yurou, who was in a similar situation to him. Scanning through all the situations in his mind, Xiao spoke.
"It's just as you think, your excellency."
Hearing Xiao's words, the ancestral elder's eyes rose up in question. She spoke again with some power in her words.
"What do you mean?"
Not feeling pressured, Xiao spoke back.
"Nothing. What I meant is that the situation is just as you have thought."
