A Whim

Since Elder Tong Xuan had personally come to find her today, Xun Er had nothing else to say. She could only resign herself to it. After all, there was no way they could make a Dou Sheng-level elder come all this way for nothing.

Xun Er was not as forceful as Yao Wan, nor would she dig herself into a hole for no reason. Though she still felt rather displeased, she stepped forward nonetheless.

"Sorry to have troubled Elder Tong Xuan into coming personally."

There was neither sorrow nor joy in Xun Er's tone, yet it somehow carried a faint sting.

Yao Wan, standing behind Xun Er, nearly burst out laughing. However, with outsiders still present, she could not laugh too freely and instinctively shifted her gaze away.

Elder Tong Xuan was equally helpless. If possible, he would not have wanted to play the villain either. Unfortunately, none of the other elders had so much free time at present, and in the end, this thankless chore had fallen onto his shoulders.

Elder Tong Xuan was naturally especially helpless regarding the trace of displeasure in Young Miss Xun Er's expression. How could he not know that their Young Miss had grown used to freedom? Why would she willingly return to a cage?

But there was no point saying such things now.

"It is an order from the clan. I hope Young Miss Xun Er can forgive us."

"...Tch."

Xun Er gave a soft snort, then could not help turning to look at Yao Wan beside her.

"You'll soon be getting involved in the affairs of Ancient Dragon Island. The Ancient Void Dragon tribe has always been mysterious and powerful. Since you are closest to them, be careful."

Xun Er spoke seriously, leaving Yao Wan slightly stunned.

"What? Is there a flower