Inside the great hall.
The discussion about the Peaceful Money House continued.
Everyone chimed in, speculating about just who the ruthless individual who had run off with the money might be.
"In my opinion, anyone who could evade the money house's investigation must possess extraordinary means of disguise."
"Could it be some mighty figure from Myriad-Forms Heaven?"
"If it were a mighty figure from Myriad-Forms Heaven, why would he ruin his own future like that?"
One cultivator shook his head and countered, "Over ten thousand gui of Merit is certainly a windfall, but for someone whose power reaches through heaven and earth, would it be worth offending the Peaceful Money House over that and getting himself covered in filth?"
But just as everyone was discussing it...
A clear, bright voice suddenly rang out from the inner side of the great hall.
"But even if this person has enough gall to swallow the heavens and owes the Peaceful Money House a debt, what does that have to do with our Dragon Palace?"
Hm?
Hearing this ill-timed voice, everyone fell silent and turned to look in unison.
A figure had appeared behind a stone on the inner side of the great hall at some point.
She wore a gauzy, aqua-green dress, its hem embroidered with overlapping waves in silver thread. Two short, crystal-clear dragon horns rose from her head, lending her a sweet, innocent charm.
Her lively eyes were fixed curiously on the White-Brow Immortal, who had just been holding forth.
"Ah, Your Highness, the little princess..."
Recognizing the newcomer, everyone who had been sitting in the great hall rose and politely bowed to her.
The little princess?
Jiang Yuechu glanced sideways, quietly studying the figure who had appeared so suddenly.
Someone who could make these unruly overlords bow, and who was