"..."
Li Qingyan stared at the young man, her phoenix eyes made fiery red by the cultivation technique, her gaze peculiar.
The wind ceased, clouds halted, and sunlight cascaded down like a waterfall.
Xu Yuan curved his eyes into a smile, his handsome face bathed in sunlight:
"I mentioned this only to remind you that her temper is probably quite bad."
"Bad temper?"
Li Qingyan glanced at Xu Yuan with a smirk, withdrew her gaze to look at the koi in the pond, and her red lips curved slightly:
"Very well, this palace will personally invite the Saintess to attend the ceremony."
Having said that,
the woman's phoenix eyes gleamed with amused interest:
"At the ceremony, in the name of Jiatiange, that Saintess shall take her place at the fore alongside the State Preceptor's disciple."
"....."
Xu Yuan's eyes twitched: "That wouldn't be appropriate."
Li Qingyan pursed her lips into a smile:
"I did not ask for your opinion.
