In the Immortal Realm, there are very few celestial prides who can tame a Nine-headed Lion as a mount.
And recently, the most renowned one is the Jun Family's Divine Son.
Su Ziqiong dared not think further, fearing her thoughts might turn into reality.
Yet, the truth was just that cruel.
A warm and calm voice emanated from the Golden Carriage.
"Purple Mansion Sacred Land, how imposing."
Hearing this voice, Su Ziqiong's mind buzzed intensely, her very core trembling.
This demeanor, this tone, besides the Jun Family's Divine Son, Su Ziqiong couldn't think of anyone else.
She hurriedly knelt down, not caring that her purple dress got soiled with mud, constantly kowtowing, "Lord Divine Son, please forgive me. Zi Qiong did not know you had a connection with the Nalan Clan, otherwise, even if given a hundred guts, I wouldn't dare to act against the Nalan Clan!"
