Lady Houtu slipped her hands into her pockets. "All right, now that you know, hurry up and arrange for them to do it."
With that, she slowly walked over to the Queen Mother of the West. The Weaver Girl hurriedly rose to offer her seat, but Lady Houtu sat down beside the Queen Mother of the West without so much as looking at her.
"Has it been over a thousand years since This Dowager last saw you?" the Queen Mother of the West asked softly.
"I can't remember," Lady Houtu said, shaking her head slightly.
"This condition of yours is getting worse." The Queen Mother of the West gave Houtu a worried look. "Aren't you going to have Meng Po examine you again?"
"How many bowls of her soup have I drunk? What I can't forget, I still can't forget."
"Hmph." The Queen Mother of the West snorted. "Even so, you can't make up some nonsense about having a poor memory because you've lived too long. Where does that leave This Dowager? I've lived even longer than you."
"I don't want to either." Houtu slowly shook her head. "But I don't know how else to explain it."
"Why did you suddenly show yourself this time?" the Queen Mother of the West asked again. "Done hiding?"
"Of course I didn't want to show myself. But one of my underlings started acting strange after coming back from here, so I came to ask Du Yu what happened."
The Queen Mother of the West asked no more questions and focused on the images on the screen instead.
She and Houtu sat quietly in the front row. Only then did the assembled immortals notice that their auras were equally powerful. This woman had to be either Old Mother of Mount Li, the Mysterious Lady