My name is Sister Jiang. Remember it (Part one)

Inside the great hall.

The discussion about the Peace Bank continued.

Everyone offered their own opinions, speculating about just who the ruthless fellow who had absconded with the money could be.

"If you ask me, anyone who could evade the bank's investigation must possess exceptionally advanced methods of disguise."

"Could it be some mighty figure from Myriad Phenomena Heaven?"

"If they were that powerful, why would they destroy their own future like this?"

One cultivator shook his head and objected, "Over ten thousand gui of merit is certainly a windfall, but for someone whose powers reach through heaven and earth, would it really be worth offending the Peace Bank and getting splattered with filth over that?"

But just as everyone was discussing the matter.

A clear, sweet voice suddenly rang out from the inner side of the hall.

"But even if this person had the gall to defy heaven and owed the Peace Bank a debt, what does any of that have to do with our Dragon Palace?"

At this ill-timed interruption, everyone fell silent and turned to look in unison.

At some point, a figure had appeared behind a rock on the inner side of the hall.

She wore a gauzy, water-green dress, its hem embroidered with overlapping waves in silver thread. Two short, crystal-clear dragon horns sprouted from her head, lending her an extra touch of innocent charm.

Her lively eyes watched the White-Brow Immortal, who had just been holding forth, with curiosity.

"So it is Her Highness the little princess..."

Recognizing the newcomer, everyone who had been sitting composedly in the hall rose and greeted her with courteous bows.

"Little princess?"

Jiang Yuechu glanced sideways, silently studying the figure who had suddenly appeared.

Someone who could make these proud, unruly overlords bow to her, and who was