"Mu Yuchan, don't you think you're making a big fuss out of this for the sake of your daughter?"
A chubby round-faced girl in red stretched her short thick legs onto the table, saying with a yawn:
"If this delays my entry into the Xuan Yang Secret Realm, don't say I didn't warn you!"
This was a square stone chamber, with only a long white jade table in the middle, and dozens of high-backed stone seats placed on both sides of the table.
At this moment, the seats were occupied by a dozen high-ranking members of the Butian Pavilion, the weakest among them being at the late Golden Core Stage. They were diverse in appearances, including men and women, young and old.
The one at the head of the table was a girl dressed in white with white hair, her eyes slightly closed, and her demeanor cool.
Standing behind her chair was a woman with a tall figure and achingly blue eyes.
