A week later.
Qing Mei Sect.
*Staareee~*
Fanny was giving her mother weird glances as she sat beside her around a round table, drinking tea.
Joining them were Qingshan, Wang Wei, Fei, Sylvia, and the three supreme ancestors of the Qing Mei Sect—Jiang Yi, Wu Yan, and Xuan Lan.
Lith sat between Qingshan and Sylvia and was discussing a few important matters related to the ongoing war.
'Why does it look like something major has happened…' Fanny thought to herself while blatantly staring at her mother's pristine face.
Keith could feel her gaze, and she knew she was guilty of charge, but she maintained composure and talked to the third redhead beside them, giving one-line responses as usual.
She talked about Qingshan's role in stopping the rebellions and finding out the spies in concise statements that Yi had to work hard to decipher and decode.
