The grandest hall in the Wind Language Temple.
The Wind Language Witch, as the master of the Wind Language Temple, was sitting on the throne with her beautiful eyes closed, patiently awaiting Lin Tianming's arrival.
Her entire body exuded a gentle breeze-like whisper, giving Lin Tianming a feeling of basking in the spring breeze upon entering and seeing her.
The member of the Wind Language Temple responsible for guiding Lin Tianming made his report with a respectful tone after bringing Lin Tianming over.
"Witch Lady, the distinguished guest from the Genetic Divine Country that you wished to see has been brought to you by your subordinate!"
"Mhm, you may step back now; thank you for your hard work."
The Wind Language Witch slowly opened her narrow and beautiful eyes and fixed her gaze upon Lin Tianming.
Feng Lan and Meng Xiyue followed Lin Tianming in, and they were both holding onto Lin Tianming's arm.
