Shen Yanxiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief and continued with her study of enchantment.
In the afternoon, Shen Yanxiao was about to go to the hall to get some food when she heard a commotion outside the door. An ominous premonition rose in her heart.
"What's going on outside?" An Feng sat on a chair and asked with a frown.
An Yan sat on the throne without any expression.
Soon, the elf guarding outside the door ran over and said with a pale face, "It's the elves of the Qingyuan Tribe!"
Shen Yanxiao raised her eyebrows. That was fast.
An Yan remained unmoved. She took a sip of tea and asked, "Who's the leader?"
"Yu Ying from the Qingyuan Tribe."
"Who is this Yu Ying?" Shen Yanxiao asked.
