"Alright."
The Fairy of Baohua, though not believing that any affair related to the Aquatic Race could be trivial,
since Shen Yi was unwilling to elaborate, she was not one to pry unceasingly either.
With that thought, the Fairy of Baohua turned her gaze back toward the sky.
Old Man Zhang was sitting on his worn-out meditation cushion, sneakily hiding behind the clouds.
"Fellow Daoist, I'll have to trouble you with the remaining matters. As for the reward, you can come directly to the Treasure Flower Sect to find me... You should know who I am," the Fairy of Baohua sighed.
She really was too inexperienced in worldly affairs, only having brought two people with her, and both had already guessed her identity.
The next time she wanted to go out and travel, aside from cultivation, she really needed to learn more about these matters.
"Don't worry, I guarantee everything will be taken care of,"
