They were on White Peace Star now. From a certain perspective, everyone counted as one of An Ke'er's people-even these outside merchant associations could count as halfway belonging to her.
These people naturally held An Ke'er in the utmost respect, but that was not necessarily true of their attitude toward some of her subordinates. Sometimes they would even deliberately target them, rather like rivals competing for favor.
Although Bai Ling could speak to An Ke'er, she could hardly ask An Ke'er to stand up for her over such trivial matters. Much of the time, she could only swallow her anger.
The crucial point was that what the other party had said this time was far from ordinary. If Bai Ling failed to explain herself clearly and simply left with everything still muddled, it would probably be even harder to explain later.
"Martial Uncle Bai."
Just as Bai Ling was feeling rather at a loss, a clear voice came from behind her. Naturally, it was Lin Qing.
"Xingdu!"
On this planet now, apart from some truly ill-informed mortals or low-tier cultivators, almost everyone recognized Lin Qing. At the very least, every one of the True Immortals before him knew him.
Bai Ling turned her head in delighted surprise, her eyes even glistening a little.
As a True Immortal cultivator, Bai Ling would not have so much as frowned even if she were flayed and her bones torn out. Yet now her eyes brimmed with tears-one could imagine how wronged she felt.
Lin Qing gave her a gentle nod, then walked over to her side with Qi Fei.
"I thought I heard someone slandering Martial Uncle Bai and me just now. Who said it? Please step forward and let me have a look."
Lin Qing spoke as lightly as drifting clouds and