As time continued to move forward, at the moment when Saint Skywhite's heart seemed to sink, Daolord Southbright finally spoke,
"Handle this matter as you see fit, I trust you understand the details and there's no need for me to elaborate further."
These words, reaching Saint Skywhite's ears, immediately filled him with exhilaration.
He quickly nodded in assurance,
"Rest assured, Martial Uncle, I will handle this matter thoroughly and will not disappoint you."
"Alright, proceed," Daolord Southbright concluded, then slowly closed his eyes again.
Seeing this, Saint Skywhite dared not disturb any further. He bowed respectfully to Daolord Southbright and then quietly exited the room.
Once outside, a chilling sneer appeared on Saint Skywhite's face as he muttered to himself,
"Yun Yizhen, Qin Shenwu, just wait. Soon, a significant 'gift' will be on its way to you."
A few years later.
