As Qingque recognized Bi Ji's identity, the misunderstanding was quickly resolved.
However, the aftereffects of burning her Godhead remained, so Gu Yuena did not linger. She soon left with Di Tian and the others.
At the entrance to the Magistrate Residence.
"Take care, and you're welcome to visit again." Kiana's voice was laced with amusement, yet an imperceptible strand of spiritual sense rode the tail end of her words, winding toward the departing convoy like silk threads.
The instant the car window lowered, Gu Yuena's gaze shot over, icy and frigid. Her silver hair swept through the evening breeze in a sharp arc. Then, with a loud bang, the car door shut, completely sealing that chill within the vehicle.
The Soul Guidance Car drove steadily away from the bustling district, its hovering engine emitting a low hum. In the driver's seat, Di Tian barely managed to open his bruised and swollen left eye to a slit. In the rearview mirror, he saw Gu Yuena's tightly furrowed brows.
He swallowed and cautiously asked, "Lord, could that woman just now have been the one from ten thousand years ago?"
"Yes. Her strength is no weaker than mine. If you encounter her, be careful."
Gu Yuena nodded. Seeing that Di Tian seemed to have more to say, she calmly added, "However, I have already spoken with her. At least for the short term, she will not interfere with our plans."
"Yes."
Seeing how confident his Lord was, Di Tian immediately felt at ease, though he could not help feeling ashamed.
His Lord must have known of the other party's existence long ago. That was why she had come here personally, and why she had specifically instructed them not to act rashly beforehand.
Yet they had foolishly tried to be clever, only to be