Leaving Su Shijun's study.
Qingqiu Ancestor appeared soundlessly above another mansion some distance away, standing beside a kind-faced Old Woman with a head full of silver hair, smiling pleasantly.
The old woman wore a plain black robe, leaned on a Dragon Head Cane, and wore a wide-brimmed pointed wizard hat.
She had originally been looking down at her own Zhongshan Mansion.
In the mansion's back garden, a young witch, without using any magic, was furiously wielding a pair of large shears to trim the already neat rosebushes. Snip, snip—scattered petals drifted down, piling into a small red carpet beneath the young witch's feet.
Sensing someone's arrival.
Without even raising her head, the Old Woman cursed, "Get the hell away from here! Don't foul up my yard! You're a grown woman, yet you have no sense of propriety at all! You've made the whole street reek of fox stink!"
This was no longer beating around the bush.
She was openly cursing her right to her face.
Even someone as quick-witted as Qingqiu Ancestor could not keep her composure. The warmth vanished from her smile as she sneered repeatedly. "People say that Dark Wizards see everyone as Dark Wizards, and dung beetles can smell filth wherever they go. You say the entire street reeks of lust—clearly, you're quite the lustful one yourself."
The Jiang family's Old Woman flew into a rage. She looked up at the uninvited guest and heavily stamped her cane against the empty air.
The sharp tip struck the empty sky as though a chisel had fallen upon glass. A faint yet unmistakable cracking sound echoed across the skies above Puji Island, while rippling folds of space blossomed beneath her feet.
Qingqiu Ancestor gave no ground. Eight thick fox tails bloomed behind her like a lotus, and with a