Wen Ling'er said softly, "She's cultivating."
"Then don't call her to the meeting. Go move the screen away to brighten up the room a bit," someone else said.
"Alright," Wen Ling'er agreed.
Xing He and Xinghan hurried forward.
"Miss Ling'er, no need to bother yourself, we've got this!" they offered.
The room was instantly filled with light-heartedness.
Li Ping'an rubbed the White Tiger's head, and with closed eyes, he organized his thoughts. Soon after, several streaks of immortal light fell outside the door, and the arrival of the beautiful woman in a white dress, with her delicate and frail figure, caused a minor commotion within the room.
It was none other than the Ancestor Witch Houtu who had arrived, bringing with her the strongest three Great Witches of the Witch Clan.
