Inside a patch of woods on the small island, Princess Zhang Le sat cross-legged on a straw mat. A small incense burner was placed next to her, from which, wisps of smoke rose slowly up into the air, repelling any mosquitoes and insects who tried to seek a bite or two. Peppermint and Angelica were sitting on their heels beside her, looking curiously at Ma Yi, who sat cross-legged in front of Princess Zhang Le.
Ma Yi was wearing an ordinary green Daoist robe, and it made him look just like an ordinary cultivator who one could find everywhere in the world of cultivators. He even had a scabbard strapped to his back, inside which was a lower-grade flying sword of inferior quality. He greeted Princess Zhang Le with a nod, then produced a palm-sized jade slip, carefully placing it before the princess.
"His Majesty and all the ministers have left Myriad Immortals Planet!" This was the first thing Ma Yi told Princess Zhang Le, which made her frown instantly.
