Mo Chen, who was walking slowly to the back of the hall, walked slowly and leisurely. As he walked, he looked up at the sky, deep in thought. A dark light flashed across his deep eyes.
He walked to the back of the hall and returned to the main courtyard to rest. At the same time, he was preparing to leave the Temple tomorrow to meet Feng Jiu and the others…
Two days later, in another area of the Upper Realm, a hunchbacked man wearing a black-patterened robe in a palace was striding towards the main hall.
His steps were strong and each step carried the aura of thunder and wind. Before anyone inside the main hall saw him walking in with big strides, the words had already come out of his mouth.
"My Lady! My Lady!"
"What's the matter? Why are you in such a hurry?" A beautiful woman in luxurious embroidered clothes came out from inside. However, she didn't seem to be in good spirits and she looked a little pale.
