C120 The People of the Sword Wing Peak Were Extremely Anxious.

Yaoyue's lips, a rich crimson, pursed slightly as she bowed once more. "Princess," she said, "if he won't willingly work for us, then let's impose a restriction to ensure his compliance."

The breeze wafting through the inner hall caught the gauzy veil, causing it to flutter and gently brush against Yaoyue.

Muh Zhuyun let out a sigh, but her response veered off-topic. "Yaoyue