"Yes, Ancestral Witch."
A member of the Witch Race outside shouted, then hurried off into the distance.
Before long, Hou Yi arrived at the Ancestral Witch Hall.
"Hou Yi greets Ancestral Witch Houtu. What orders do you have?"
Hou Yi was powerfully built and rather handsome. A beast hide was wrapped around his waist, and a great bow was slung across his back. Looking like a young man, he entered the hall, dropped to one knee, and shouted.
"Rise. Haven't I told you before? There is no need for such formalities."
Houtu came back to her senses and glanced at Hou Yi, a trace of satisfaction flashing through her eyes. Hou Yi was one of the top Great Witches of her Houtu Tribe, the strongest member of the Witch Race apart from herself. He could stand alongside Xingtian and Xiang Liu.
"I intend to leave for a while. During this time, I will leave all matters within the tribe to you. Remember to urge them to cultivate. After all, the Witch Race has no shortage of great enemies."
"Yes, Ancestral Witch," Hou Yi replied respectfully.
"Mm, you may go."
"Yes!"
After answering, Hou Yi withdrew from the Ancestral Witch Hall, intending to urge everyone to cultivate. After all, an Ancestral Witch's orders could not be defied.
At the same time, he wanted to return and see Chang'e. Since the great war that had caused the Human Race and Witch Race to break apart, Hou Yi had brought Chang'e back to the Witch Race.
"Alas!"
With a long sigh, Houtu thought of the mysterious figures lurking behind the scenes, figures drawn out by the war between the Human Race and Witch Race. She was deeply worried about the future of the Witch Race.
Burdened with her thoughts, Houtu left the tribe