Upon hearing that Xuanli had returned to the Dragon Palace, Zhang Jian and his wife prepared a gift for a visit.
Li Long Palace.
Xuanli had already received the invitation in advance, but felt it was troublesome.
He was somewhat annoyed.
"My dear, what should we do about this? I've had people inquire, Madam Bai's sister isn't much, but her brother-in-law is quite a tough character. He's a Primordial Spirit Great Cultivator of the Tongshan Dao Lineage and the Lord of the Eastern Continent. If he discovers any clues, it might even anger my father!"
"Your Highness, if that's the case, then just summon that wench and have her accompany you for the reception!"
The red-clad woman, Huo Nu'Er, smirked coldly.
She seemed quite indifferent.
"After all, her life is in our hands; what can she do about it?"
