"Shadow Court?" Shi Xuan sneered, his eyes flashing with contempt.
A woman clad in a midnight robe gracefully soared into the air, landing before them with a respectful fist-cupped bow.
"Ying Fei greets Senior Long," her voice resonated with chilling courtesy. "Please accept my apologies for interrupting your journey. Our queen requests an audience with you."
Shi Xuan let out a callous chuckle. "Her nose for trouble remains as keen as ever, wouldn't you say?"
The veiled threat hung heavy in the air, a testament to the lengths Shi Xuan had gone to conceal his return to the Nine Heavens Realm. That Ying Xue could pinpoint his location so swiftly spoke volumes of the Shadow Court's terrifying reach.
Ying Fei remained impassive. Insulting the queen would have earned anyone else a swift demise. But the man before her was a force of nature, a towering figure whom even she couldn't dare reprimand.
