In a certain sense, this Dao Hall is merely a formality; the substantial matters had been decided long ago. Thus, the Dragon Maiden handled it with detached nobility, even somewhat unwillingly, yet managed to maintain poise and dignity. However, when Fang Xing's Spirit Sense penetrated behind the curtain, the Dragon Maiden suddenly lost her composure in excitement.
She even stood up directly, lifted the curtain before her, revealing a breathtakingly beautiful face.
On that face, there was anxiety, relief, urgency, excitement, and other emotions.
At least one thing was certain: That little bastard from South Zhanbu Continent must have mentioned something she's deeply concerned about.
What exactly did he say?
The cultivators were puzzled in their hearts.
At this moment, Fang Xing was also solemn-faced, conversing softly with the Dragon Maiden, with some words occasionally emerging.
"It's true; how could I deceive you over something so important?"
