Zhang Lengzi's face darkened at those words, and he began to stammer.
Wang Yi raised an eyebrow, his voice dropping. "What is it? Did something happen to Li Longyu?"
"Well, Madam hasn't been seen for a century. Rumor has it that when the territory ascended, her spirit wandered beyond the heavens, and she still hasn't woken up."
"Hmm? Is that so?"
Wang Yi frowned. He had been disconnected from his territory for a hundred years and genuinely knew nothing about Li Longyu's situation. Immediately, he wanted to go to the peak of Huaguo Mountain to check on her.
Just then, Xu Qinghuan walked over with his guards, accompanied by a woman in a white dress. She was beautiful, with a sword slung across her back, and exuded an ethereal, otherworldly aura. Everyone around her treated her with utmost respect; even Xu Qinghuan bowed and scraped, eager to please her.
