"Third Elder."
"I have seen the Third Elder."
The person who had arrived, wind-whipped and dusty, was none other than Yan Meishan.
After entering Qing State territory, she briefly contacted the Second Elder, who currently had important matters to attend to and was not available to receive her.
So he gave her the address of this cave, allowing Yan Meishan to use it as a temporary place to stay.
"Hmm, tell me, why do you want to move away from this place?"
The Third Elder of the Demon Sect hummed indifferently and stepped into the cave.
Both Hall Masters of the Twelve Halls, one with an ugly face and a short stature, the other very old and withered, were not within the aesthetic range of Yan Meishan.
Therefore, at this moment, she could hardly be described as enthusiastic.
Of course, given her wild nature, if you fell within her range of aesthetic preferences, then you should worry about your own safety.
