At the bottom level of the White Tower, within a medicine field shrouded by restrictions, Zhongli Huaxiu walked among the spiritual herbs, occasionally offering a few pointers to the servants tending them. She looked every bit the seasoned expert.
After a while, as she listened with a stern face to a servant's report, she suddenly sensed an aura. Joy immediately appeared on her face.
She promptly abandoned the servant, spiritual light flashing around her as she fled toward the medicine field's entrance.
A dozen-odd breaths later, Zhongli Huaxiu emerged from the medicine field, where a figure seven or eight parts similar to her was already waiting.
The owner of the aura she had sensed just now was none other than her elder sister, Zhongli Shuxiu.
"Big Sister, what did the Holy Son summon you for this time? Did he ask you to warm his bed?!"
The moment they met, Zhongli Huaxiu eagerly asked.
"Damn girl, what are you thinking? The Holy Son merely intends to go out and summoned me to give me a few instructions!"
Zhongli Shuxiu's pretty face immediately reddened at this, and the light wings on her back involuntarily fluttered.
"Hmph, it was all because Big Sister acted on her own before. Otherwise, I would have become the Holy Son's woman long ago. You have to make it up to me!"
Seeing this, Zhongli Huaxiu giggled and clung to Zhongli Shuxiu, her hands habitually turning unruly.
"Hey, stop messing around. I have serious business to tell you."
"The Holy Son has been in seclusion for twenty years. This is his first time going out for such a long period, so we will have to make all the decisions regarding the tower's affairs while he is away. We absolutely cannot be careless!"
Zhongli Shuxiu irritably slapped away her