Xi Yue sought out Qin Yi, interrupting Qin Yi and Liusu while they were kissing. Minghe's divine sense had also been watching from start to finish.
This revealed a truly fatal problem: in the future, everyone would be Wuxiang Taiching. Wherever they went and whatever they did would practically be watched by others the whole time. How were they supposed to live like that...?
But Qin Yi had not considered that yet, nor had Minghe thought so far ahead. She gazed quietly at her master in ordinary clothes, a faint sigh rising in her heart.
She did not mock her master for telling her to mind the consequences while she herself eagerly ran off in ordinary clothes to drink... Her master had never forbidden her from going to talk to him. Naturally, her master could go talk to him too.
After all, he was an "honored guest"... Leaving him out in the cold with no one asking after him would be what truly made the disciples suspicious.
On the contrary, Minghe felt rather sorry for her master, because she knew very well what sort of temperament her master had—free-spirited, teasing, unrestrained. If she had been a wandering cultivator, she would have been the very model of a lofty recluse playing among mortals.
Unfortunately, she was the head of a sect, mistress of a palace, the Celestial Pivot Leader. She had to bear responsibility for countless disciples, and for the inheritance and development of the entire sect.
At the same time, she had to bear responsibility for the Righteous Path of the Divine Land.
To say one would only observe and never interfere—how could that possibly be easy...? Her master had already done more than enough.
If her master had not held things down, Zuo Qingtian alone could have plunged the