As soon as Tang Biyue had calmed down, the two exchanged caresses for a few more minutes before finally getting up and getting dressed.
Without attracting attention, they set off for the council of elders' pavilion, entering one of the many secret entrances to the place.
It wasn't long before they found themselves descending an almost endless staircase.
The steps were made of stone, as were the walls and ceiling, seemingly carved on a gigantic solid rock.
After just over five minutes of walking, Biyue suddenly stopped her steps.
Her beautiful green eyes focused on an elderly man sitting next to an iron door.
"Greetings, divine physician." Biyue bowed respectfully, and Qingyi did the same, raising his gaze slightly.
A serene look, a long, well-kept beard, a small stature.
So that man was the divine doctor of the orthodox alliance, the most prestigious doctor in the entire nine peaks basin.
He was... ordinary.
He didn't look much different from any other gentle old man.
