The Celestial Fool said, "Disciple will now bring in the two Daoist friends to pay respects to the Celestial Master."
The Celestial Fool exited the room and went to the deck of the flying boat, where the two female Loose Immortals were waiting for news.
Seeing the Celestial Fool emerge, Hua Jieyu stepped forward and bowed ceremoniously, "Daoist friend, did the Celestial Master say anything?"
Hua Jieyu was dressed in a purple-red long dress, her eyebrows and eyes like a painting, dignified and graceful with a touch of gentleness and charm. Her voice was smooth and sweet, very captivating.
Standing behind Hua Jieyu was Yun Qingxia, wearing a cyan Daoist robe, her hair styled into a Daoist bun, holding a duster, her facial features were very delicate. Yet the depths of her bright eyes seemed shrouded in a layer of mist, elusive and mysterious.
Although Yun Qingshang didn't speak, she watched the Celestial Fool intently, showing great concern for this matter.
