"It's been a year, Yueqiu. How have you gotten even bigger..."
VMMMM—
A sharp hum from a sword made Bei Lingyin raise her hands in surrender.
"Alright, alright, I'll stop teasing you."
"First, let me apologize. You've been here for so long, and I didn't come to greet you.
But this is standard procedure for our Yama Hall. I didn't know if that handsome Master of yours had followed you, so I had to let you wait and observe for a while, Yueqiu."
Hearing Bei Lingyin's explanation, Qing Yueqiu didn't feel any displeasure or try to make things difficult for her.
After all, she was the one asking for a favor from Bei Lingyin, or rather, from the Yama Hall behind her.
"Sister Lingyin, can I go see your Hall Master now?"
"That annoying person inside my body… I can barely suppress her anymore."
Thinking of the increasingly restless Ji Shenyun, a grave look appeared in Qing Yueqiu's crimson eyes.
Bei Lingyin nodded and asked softly,
