At the sight of the newcomer, the Yuxu Saint Son's gaze sharpened as he sat on the Golden War Chariot. Then he narrowed his eyes slightly and said slowly, "So it's the Ziwei Saintess. I didn't expect us to meet again so soon."
The Ziwei Saintess glanced at him and replied coolly, "What's this? You don't seem particularly pleased to see me."
The Yuxu Saint Son stared at her, then suddenly smiled. "What are you saying, Ziwei Saintess?" he said unhurriedly. "On any ordinary day, I would naturally be delighted to behold your divine beauty."
"But, well, everything has a first come, first served rule..."
Before he could finish, the Ziwei Saintess chuckled, a faint, teasing smile touching her lips. "Oh, first come, first served. How well put."
"I must say, hearing those words from you comes as quite a surprise. If everything truly follows that rule, as you claim, then what exactly are you doing now?"
As she spoke, the Ziwei Saintess glanced down at Ning Wangshu.
At her mildly mocking words, the Yuxu Saint Son's expression darkened. His eyes flickered with a trace of displeasure.
Seemingly noticing his irritation, the Ziwei Saintess smiled again and said lightly, "Still, what does any of this have to do with me?"
"I merely heard the commotion here and came to watch."
Clearly, although the Ziwei Saintess disapproved of the Yuxu Saint Son's conduct and had even mocked him, she would not truly oppose him for Ning Wangshu, a man who had nothing to do with her.
The Yuxu Saint Son naturally understood her meaning. Though he was somewhat annoyed, she had already made it clear that she would not interfere and had only come to watch.
Thus, he suppressed his displeasure and said slowly, "In that case, feel free to stand