At the Hundred Flower Lake, it was drizzling lightly.
Rain fell onto the pavilion. A teacup was placed in a corner to collect the rain.
Inside the pavilion, Hong Yuye sat at the stone table and gazed absentmindedly at the rain outside.
"Sect Master."
A figure in white descended and bowed to her.
"The Heavenly Saint Sect is restless."
Hong Yuye fixed her gaze on Baizhi.
"It's because of my incompetence." Baizhi knelt down in fear. There had been too many problems in the Heavenly Note Sect lately, and she felt like it was all her fault.
"What's the matter?" Hong Yuye asked calmly.
"The Devil's Den is shaking, and the demons are swarming out. Right now, they have fallen into our trap. Once their race treasure appears, they'll make a move. Everything is under control for now. When they attack, should we wipe them all out, or should we teach them a lesson and let them go?"
"That's your decision," said Hong Yuye. "What else?"
