In the Golden Palace, the peace talks hadn't kicked off yet, even though the matriarchs from the White Serpent Sect had been hanging around for two whole days. They were all enjoying leisure time at this massive round table in the middle of the multi-dimensional space, playing a game of chess. Since Matriarch Fangblade and Matriarch Venomheart weren't Immortal realm cultivators anymore, they couldn't play Azure Tree Xiangqi, which everyone would've preferred.
Míng Huīrán stretched and let out a yawn before finally making a move on the board. "Can't I just go do something else until we're ready to start the meeting?" she complained, looking totally bored.
Yang Wei must've perfected that sword by now. Hmph! I'm sure it looks so friggin' cool...
