Outside the courtyard gate.
Xiao Luan stood trembling beside Wu Yi, having no idea who that veiled woman in an emerald-green robe was.
Could she possibly be the legendary female Sword Immortal Ning Yao? But this female cultivator carried no sword and had no sword case on her back.
Besides, if she really were Ning Yao, why would she hide her face so carefully?
News of Ning Yao leaving the Five-Colored World and appearing in Great Li Capital City had quietly spread through the Mountain and Water Officialdom. Yet Treasure Bottle Continent seemed to share an unspoken understanding: no mountain faction and no Travelogue and Report dared write of it.
After hearing Xiao Luan's Inner Voice, Wu Yi frowned slightly. She had no notion of keeping family shame within the family and said directly, "My younger brother never told me about this."
"Cold Food River's genealogical rank is only on par with Yuye River near Red Candle Town. If he wants to fill the vacancy at Iron Talisman River, my brother would have to leap two ranks. That is simply a fool's dream."
"Xiao Luan, why don't you directly scheme for Ye Qingzhu's position as Water God of Yuye River? It would only be a one-rank promotion. Just ask Mountain Lord Chen. He is so familiar with Sun Dengxian; he will certainly grant you that much face."
Xiao Luan shook her head vigorously. This was absolutely impossible. It could never be done.
You, Wu Yi, were still the chief culprit! If you had not forced me into that shameless affair back then, would I, Xiao Luan, have been too afraid to seek out Mountain Lord Chen?
Wu Yi suddenly understood and chuckled. "Blame me. Yes, blame me, the matchmaker who forcibly tied the red thread."
Xiao Luan's pretty face reddened