What arrangements can Brother Cheng have? He doesn't bother with these sect affairs.
"That's up to Gong Qing."
"She is the Palace Master, and she handles all routine matters."
Towards Jiang Cheng, of course, these Daoist Venerables hold great reverence.
But for Gong Qing, the Palace Master, they seemed a bit indifferent.
After all, they were all Daoist Venerables; perhaps Gong Qing wasn't even as powerful as they were.
Brother Cheng noticed this and proactively prepared them in advance.
"She is with me, and when I'm not here, her decisions represent my will."
With his declaration, the six Daoist Venerables' expressions turned solemn, and they all accepted the command.
After they withdrew, the female immortals of the Ice Palace were stunned.
What did they just hear?
Venerable Xue Yi began to stammer.
"They... called you a Daoist Saint?"
"Uh-huh." Brother Cheng slightly lifted his chin.
Venerable Lin Jing looked at him as if seeing a fantastical creature.
