After Zheng Qing left.
The void rippled.
Two figures appeared one after the other beside the dean of Jiuyou Academy.
The first was a silver-haired old woman with a kind face. She wore a plain black robe, leaned on a Dragon Head Cane, and wore a wide-brimmed pointed wizard hat. The witch behind her looked seventy or eighty percent like Su Shijun, except her bearing was more mature. Eight fox tails curled behind her like a blooming azure lotus.
"—You put it so obscurely. Could he understand?"
The old woman of the Zhongshan family frowned at Professor Yao, her tone somewhat displeased. "That child always looks before and after when he does things, never decisive enough. If you don't make it clear to him, what if he goes back and keeps muddling along?"
"—He wants to propose. You should support him. Why deny it?"
The Qingqiu Ancestor was equally displeased. There was a trace of suspicion in her gaze as she looked at Old Yao. "Did you make some deal with that Rat Immortal, planning to push his daughter forward... openly helping our two families while secretly tripping us up?"
Old Yao's smile stiffened slightly.
Behind him.
The Three-Headed Eight-Armed Giant Ape lowered its head and looked at the two Legendary witches with its angry face, saying nothing. The two witches were equally unhappy. Silver-white and deep azure spell-light suddenly burst forth, and in an instant, they manifested their true forms.
One was a gigantic fox with eight tails.
The other was a Mao Hou with a Dragon Head, a horse's body, scaled feet, a lion-like form, grayish-white fur, and a pair of wings on its back.
One on the left and one on the right, they formed a triangular standoff with the Three-Headed Eight-Armed Giant Ape. Space trembled, magic