"I'll see you out."
After the laughter died, Yin Yajun stepped up to the door and bowed solemnly.
Outside the courtyard, a few young disciples from Xuan Yue City couldn't help but stop to look inside.
They saw the renowned Heavenly Sword Fairy, with a trace of helplessness, looking back and saying, "I have imposed upon you."
Then she proceeded to leave the courtyard, quickly departing from the City Lord's mansion with two escorts from the Heavenly Sword Sect.
"..."
The young disciples exchanged glances, each sighing with a hint of melancholy.
It seemed as though Xuan Yue City hadn't suffered any calamity caused by the Demon Race; its three hundred subordinate cities remained prosperous and bustling.
But in reality, just a decree passed down from the Immortal Sect was enough to significantly lower its real status. Even a mere gesture from the Dragon Descendants could press down on the City Lord so hard that he struggled to catch his breath.
