Two days later, in a rather delicate and elegant hall within the underwater palace.
A Sea Monster in a white robe sat in the main seat between two rows of white jade tables and chairs.
The hall was not large, with a few pots of pale blue unknown flowers placed by the window. On both sides, a man and a woman stood respectively.
The woman had a stunning face, dressed in a lotus green dress, slender and graceful as jade, her skin fair as snow, looking to be just over twenty, and was indeed Jialan.
At this moment, her face expressionless, she lowered her head and looked at her toes, lost in thought.
The man, on the other hand, had white and gray hair full of wrinkles, a hunchback old man nearing sixty years of age, holding a ledger in his hands, and was reporting something to the Sea Monster King with great fluency.
