Wu Qi was sitting on the cloud bed that belonged to Patriarch Miao Ying.
The Patriarch was crafting her fiend treasure in the Dark Abyss. She would not move for the next several dozens of days, and was not even able to examine her surroundings with divine will.
King Zhang Qiu, who had some kind of secret relationship with Miao Ying Palace, was tangled by Lord Long Yang right now. Accompanied by that man who was even more charming than a lady, King Zhang Qiu was either indulging in a romantic moment, or was drunk with plentiful of fine wine. He would not make his appearance here for now.
