"I understand."
Mu Qianxue nodded slightly, looked again at Ling Feng, who had fallen to the ground, and couldn't help but clench her delicate fists.
"Can we wait a few more days?"
Mu Qianxue bit her lip. Given Ling Feng's current state, how could she bear to leave?
"You're the Holy Daughter, it's up to you."
Yee Weiyang shrugged nonchalantly and said, "But you should understand, he is not from the same world as us."
"I know, I know..."
Mu Qianxue bit her silver teeth tightly, even though she was no longer the original Mu Qianxue, Ling Feng in her heart had become indelible.
"Well, it's up to you then."
Yee Weiyang sighed lightly, looking towards the Emperor Dark Dragon, and snorted: "Emperor Dark Dragon, you don't mind if the Holy Daughter stays in your palace for a couple of days, do you?"
"No, no objections."
The Emperor Dark Dragon answered repeatedly while cursing inwardly: Damn, two more days?
"Wait a minute."
