"Ah… don't even remind me about that woman." Tianjin shuddered, the tea cup stopping halfway to his lips.
She had been his ancestor's wife and, in a way, was his ancestor as well.
Obviously, he knew her well, and he knew she was in seclusion at the Myriad Beasts Sect.
Tianjin held her in the highest regard, even though his own lineage came from another wife of the first Immortal Golden Dragon Emperor.
"She isn't the least bit interested in the Heavenly Demon, nor in any matter related to the peace of the Celestial Heaven. The only thing she desires is to see the Celestial Court shattered and her child set free."
Tianjin waved his hand as if dismissing the subject and set his cup down on the table.
Tilting a teapot, he poured a little more tea, the steam rising in thin wisps that curled upward before dissipating into the air.
Qingyi pushed his own cup forward, receiving a little tea as well.
