“Martial Niece, come to Red Birch Pool.”
The Wine Immortal formed a blue butterfly between her fingers, sealed her voice into it, and let it fly.
The butterfly, guided by her will, headed straight toward Lingjian Peak. Her tone this time left no room for refusal. In all these years, this was probably the first time she had ever spoken to Xin Yun this seriously.
After receiving the butterfly, Xin Yun sat in silence for a while, then rose and made her way toward Red Birch Lake.
She knew some things could never be truly hidden, and some things,...
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