In the following days, Wang Li found himself at the center of a web of intrigue, each thread of it intricately tied to Elder Baiyun. Her betrayal had, ironically, provided him with the perfect tool to manipulate Lin Yun's plans. As he sat in his chamber, leaning back on his throne-like chair, Wang Li couldn't help but smirk as he held the communication talisman that connected Elder Baiyun to Lin Yun. The power was now entirely in his hands.
Elder Baiyun, who stood beside him, wore her sect robes, but the fabric hugged her voluptuous figure tightly. Her curvy hips and full breasts stretched the material, making it hard for anyone not to notice. Her deep cleavage was exposed just enough, a sight that made Wang Li's mind wander as he watched her.
