"You child, how dare you speak to me like that?"
White Wing looked at her daughter, somewhat flustered. "I am your mother! You still haven't agreed to what I told you!"
"I already gave you my answer!" Wen Buwan stared at White Wing. "I won't agree to this marriage, whatever it is. But now, please return my great Dao order to me!"
"I want it right now!"
Wen Buwan spoke with the resolve of a blade cutting through iron. She vaguely sensed that something seemed to have gone wrong with that great Dao order.
"My daughter, let's set aside the matter of the great Dao order for now. I..."
White Wing was still avoiding the topic.
But Wen Buwan cut her off directly. "No... we must discuss the great Dao order first, right now!"
"We must!"
She emphasized her words and nodded.
White Wing grew somewhat anxious. "You child, I worked so hard to raise you!"
Wen Buwan said, "If you won't tell me, I'll have my father come here!"
"Your father can't come!" White Wing's expression darkened. "He's gone away for a while. It will be at least three to five years before he can return!"
"Ahem, ahem, ahem... Congxin!"
"Call me Wen Buwan!" Wen Buwan's tone was exceptionally firm. "Stop beating around the bush. Tell me, who exactly did you give my great Dao order of creation to?"
Wen Buwan's gaze seemed capable of piercing White Wing's heart.
White Wing dodged this way and that, but found she could not escape the questioning. She simply took a deep breath and said, "The great Dao order of creation was taken by the grand clan chief of the White Luan Clan!"
"What?" A trace of impatience appeared in Wen Buwan's eyes.
She turned her gaze toward Bai Heng. "Was it