"What's the use of crying? Hurry up and think about how to salvage this situation!"
Xue Wuqing's expression turned very serious, and a frosty chill reemerged on her face as she chastised coldly, "Go apologize to the Skeleton Warrior quickly, and don't let the future of the elf race be ruined by your capriciousness!"
"Sister Wuqing, I... I understand."
Ling Wei, realizing the gravity of the situation, hurriedly stood up and ran swiftly towards the outside, "I'll go look for him right away!"
After the Fire Spirit left, the entire palace fell silent again, and an old voice slowly said, "It's high time Ling Wei learned her lesson properly."
"Yes, my lord."
"Wuqing, you go too. Please invite the Skeleton Messenger here. The elf race can no longer afford to delay..."
"Rest assured, my lord."
Xue Wuqing gave a slight bow to the void and summoned a snow-white flying horse that matched her hair color, creating a pleasing sight to behold.
