Yu Lingdi arrived full of swagger and left crestfallen.
He left behind Hua Xiang, who had transformed into a trial officer, wearing an expression that practically begged for praise.
Xu Xiaoshou had escaped this ordeal without danger, but lingering fear still remained.
Thankfully, he had maintained his identity as a Half-Saint's descendant, making Yu Lingdi somewhat wary of him, and he also possessed "Weaving"...
Otherwise, he truly did not know how he could have bluffed his way through this hurdle.
"Many thanks, Holy Palace Envoy."
Xu Xiaoshou solemnly saluted his little martial niece and sent her a voice transmission at the same time: "Someone is watching."
Hua Xiang had been excited upon seeing her martial granduncle, with a heart full of words she wanted to say. Upon receiving the transmission, however, her jubilant expression fell away.
"It's nothing. You can give some thought to what we discussed earlier. The Holy Palace's doors will always be open to you." She waved a hand dismissively.
Xu Xiaoshou was surprised that this little girl actually had some brains.
He had truly feared that Hua Xiang might let something slip in a moment of carelessness, exposing something and making the trial officer start all over again.
Fortunately, although Hua Xiang possessed nothing but brute force and was not particularly quick-witted, when it came to major matters of right and wrong, she could still distinguish between the insignificant Saint Slave and the Holy Spirit Hall's stance.
"I'll follow you. In this area, I can protect you," Hua Xiang said, hope gleaming in her eyes.
Xu Xiaoshou was startled at her words. The praise that had just risen in his heart vanished in an instant.
Being so close to him—was Hua Xiang trying to get herself killed?
Facing Martial Granduncle Xu's doubtful expression, Hua Xiang hurriedly