After the Six Sages of the Mystic Gate, the experts of every race and faction, and the many Heavenly Circumference Star Gods bowed once again,
Chang Xi nodded in satisfaction.
"Very good!"
As she spoke,
Chang Xi turned her delicate hand and put away the Primordial Measure Ruler once more.
Her beautiful eyes swept over the crowd as she considered whether to summon the Primordial Measure Ruler again and make everyone bow another time.
Xi He, who knew her younger sister well, stepped forward with a gentle smile and pressed a hand against Chang Xi's wrist.
She said softly,
"Sister, how can you tease the Sages and our fellow Daoists like this?"
After stopping Chang Xi from summoning the Primordial Measure Ruler again,
Xi He turned toward the Six Sages of the Mystic Gate, the experts of every race and faction, and the many Star Gods, and bowed in greeting.
She said gently,
"Sages, fellow Daoists, my younger sister has picked up bad habits from that rascal Dan Jing."
"Please forgive her!"
At her words,
the Six Sages of the Mystic Gate, the experts of the various factions, and the countless Heavenly Circumference Star Gods all raised their hands to return her greeting.
They spoke in turn.
"Not at all!"
"You jest, fellow Daoist Xi He."
"It was merely a little fun!"
"..."
You make it sound as though we'd dare kick up a fuss even if we did take offense!
The two of you—
One dares complain straight to the Sun Star, right to His Lordship Dan Jing's face; the other dares call His Lordship Dan Jing "that rascal."
What more could they possibly say?
Whatever these two said went.
"That's good!"
Xi He's gentle voice brushed away everyone's tension and fear like a refreshing breeze.
Her expression was