When QingWu returned to the Anping courtyard, the way people looked at her had completely changed.
The Duchess of Dingguo had red-rimmed eyes, repeatedly apologizing.
QingWu hadn't been genuinely angry to begin with, but the moment the Taoist Baimei caught sight of her, his expression shifted drastically.
QingWu eyed him with a faint smile. "That little brat inside—are you sure you can't get rid of him?"
"If you really say you can't, I might as well end him directly!"
The old Baimei Taoist's eyes flashed with malice, completely shedding his earlier cowardly demeanor.
"Girl, do you even understand the rules? Disrupting the affairs of the immortals—aren't you afraid of retribution?"
QingWu sneered, her sharp eyes narrowing dangerously. "Are you threatening me?"
With an air of confidence, QingWu strode into the room, her smile calm yet chilling.
