The female fairy called Senior Sister Ding replied with a somewhat sarcastic tone:
"Why ask me?"
"For such a big matter, naturally, our Saintess Yan should decide."
After she spoke, she looked at the junior sister beside her, who remained covered in a red veil and silent from beginning to end.
"Junior Sister Yan, should we kill directly, or...?"
The three female immortals sought the opinion of the Saintess.
Truly.
In terms of seniority, they were all senior sisters, but this one was one of the three great saintesses of the sect, a status that could not be compared to theirs.
However, when everyone was seeking the Saintess's opinion,
the Saintess seemed lost and soulless.
She just stood there, dazed.
Her beautiful eyes were blankly fixed on the Ascender.
"Junior Sister Yan?"
"Junior Sister Yan?"
