Meng Feiyu gently removed the veil from her face, revealing a Yu Yan of stunning beauty and bewitching allure.
Tang Qiu Yao said with some resignation, "Sister, you've really put me in a tough spot. This isn't my decision to make—it's up to him."
Meng Feiyu laughed. "That's no problem. Just let me talk to him face-to-face once. I'm sure I can... win him over."
"I'll arrange it when he gets back."
Tang Qiu Yao finally nodded, mentally running through a list of everyone who might know Ling Changqing, especially Cultivators from major powers.
'For now, it seems that aside from Meng Feiyu, who needs to be placated and reined in, there are no other high-risk individuals. It's impossible for those Loose Cultivators to know anything about the Child of Destiny.'
'So, the matter should still be under control. It shouldn't reach the point of endangering Ling Changqing's safety.'
