C150 Absorbing the Earth Spirit Liquid

Her hands were soft and seemingly boneless, their touch exquisitely delicate, with a lingering warmth.

Yang Xuan turned to find the woman behind him. Her eyes were tinged with red, a silent plea shining within them.

"Immortal Master... please... could you not seek an audience with His Majesty?" she implored.

"Why?" Yang Xuan's brow furrowed. "Though I am not a native of Chiang Country