"Give me a reason," Zi Ling said in a deep voice.
"My subordinates Bai Ze and Wu Liang are close friends. In fact, it was their plea through me that prompted me to shamelessly ask for your help, sister." Ye Xuan feigned a sigh.
"Little brother, it's not that I'm trying to criticize you, but these Divine Generals have low cultivation, and besides patrolling the Spirits Heavenly Palace, they have no potential at all. I advise you not to take them too seriously." Zi Ling shook her head helplessly and got up to walk outside.
"Thank you, sister, for making this possible."
Watching Zi Ling leave, Ye Xuan knew that since she hadn't refused, she had agreed to his request, which prompted Ye Xuan to feignedly bow to her.
Just as Zi Ling was about to step out of the Ninth Spirit Hall, her footsteps suddenly paused, and her calm voice abruptly echoed in Ye Xuan's ear.
"Little brother, it couldn't be you who killed Ji Yinyang and the others, right?"
