After writing the letter, he stuffed the thick stack of letter paper into an envelope and handed it to the maid responsible for delivering the message. Only then did he carry the secret letter and head to the Lingyun Saint Hall.
A moment later.
Lingyun Saint Hall, rear side hall.
"Hello, hello? Can you hear me?"
A small sapling, slightly thicker than an arm, stood on the table with its hands on its waist, speaking seriously to the modified Celestial Secret Recording Disc wrapped in its roots.
This small sapling was, of course, Wang Lixian.
The bright light of the Spirit Lamp shone on her, making her already green leaves even more translucent, looking like a work of art, especially beautiful.
On the Celestial Secret Recording Disc in front of her, a beam of light shadow was projected, with the old yet vigorous face of Emperor Longchang inside.
"I can hear, I can hear." Emperor Longchang greeted Wang Lixian with a smile.
