"Oh."
After hearing the Taoist's words, Yu Yaoer reluctantly reverted to her "generous and wealthy" state.
The three of them quickly gathered their belongings, left the Water Mansion, bid farewell to Grandma Yu, and flew off into the distance.
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Meanwhile, at the original site of the White Emperor Pavilion.
The Old Dean, Yan Chu, pondered for a long while. After the other party still didn't believe him following three well-intentioned lies,
he had no choice but to reveal the real situation about the message conveyed by the Upper Realm to the Elder of Pan Shi Valley, along with the whole story and his own concerns.
The gaunt old man listened to his explanation, his face first showing a trace of solemnity, then his lifeless small eyes filled with doubt.
"Old scholar, if you're going to deceive me, at least make it logical.
