For decades, Shen Li had never left Yunshui City, so naturally, she didn't recognize Wushi Puppet.
However, seeing a cultivator dressed in a purple-gold embroidered robe and wearing an emperor's crown, whose whole body exuded a radiant treasure light, blocking her path, Shen Li slightly furrowed her delicate brows.
The Golden Toad at her feet naturally recognized Wushi Puppet, but before it could speak, Wushi Puppet opposite them politely cupped his hands.
"Greetings, fellow Daoist."
Shen Li said nothing, simply watching him quietly.
Seeing this, Wushi Puppet spoke again, "May I ask where fellow Daoist cultivates in seclusion?"
Meeting his gaze, Shen Li replied indifferently, "Do you have business with me?"
Wushi Puppet was taken aback, seemingly not expecting her attitude to be so cold.
After a moment of thought, he cupped his hands again and said, "Has fellow Daoist come here for the spirit of this Yunmeng Marsh?"
"Seeing you alone, I wonder why..."
