"My Lady!" General Ling called her out and rushed toward her, "Are you really escaping in broad daylight?" He sneered.
Xiaoling paused in the long hallway, looking at him with pitiable eyes, "Can't you just turn a blind eye? I just want to help my poor disciple reincarnate," She murmured helplessly as she held onto the Immortal Essence around her neck.
General Ling narrowed his eyes, recognizing the essence. He sighed deeply and looked around. There wasn't a single soul roaming about the Palace. He turned back to Xiaoling in confusion.
"You should go to the West Quarters' kitchen and have some porridge," Xiaoling smiled, "That way, you can pretend you never even saw me leaving."
General Ling suppressed a chuckle, "Where will you go?" He asked politely.
"Secret," Xiaoling smiled before turning around to leave.
