Northern Region, Great Luo Heaven Domain.
Inside a rather cold palace shrouded in shadows.
Wei Yang and Xiao Yan sat high upon their thrones, smiles on their faces as they looked down.
Below them stood a cute girl with a petite, delicate figure, dressed in a black gauze dress and sporting an exquisite doll-like face. She stood there respectfully.
She looked like a girl of twelve or thirteen, with an adorable, refined face, long black hair that reached her knees, and a pair of golden pupils.
Mandala lowered her head, her expression shifting constantly.
She had merely gone out to watch the excitement out of curiosity, only to bring back these two terrifying figures.
All she wanted was to quietly lie low while waiting for the Ancient Heavenly Palace Ruins to open, so she could retrieve her true body. She truly did not want anything to do with these big shots.
Wei Yang's gaze fell upon Mandala. A faint light flowed through his eyes as the corners of his lips lifted slightly. He smiled. "You seem rather wary of us?"
Mandala hurriedly shook her head, though her little lips pouted as she remained silent.
She actually looked a little like a sulking child.
"I already told you, I bear you no ill will, nor will I do anything to you. You can rest assured on that point."
Wei Yang found the sight rather amusing and said gently, "If I truly meant to harm you, I could suppress you with one hand. There would be no need to deceive you, would there?"
Hearing Wei Yang's words, Mandala tilted her little head slightly and glanced at him, feeling that his words seemed to make some sense.
Yet she became even more vigilant inside. For no reason at all, a Heavenly Sovereign was