"Everyone, I've gotten all the information I could out of Fel. What do you all plan to do next? However, I suggest that since The Church has turned Fel, we might as well turn the tables on them."
"Xiao Qing Beauty, do you mean... using Fel to draw out that Nuowa?" The Old Prince pondered.
An Yiqing stroked her chin, smiling like a little fox.
"The next Saintess should know many things, right? Bringing her in might yield unexpected results. But, this needs careful planning. I won't be involved too much." An Yiqing stretched elegantly, rubbed her tired shoulders, "I used too much spiritual power just now, I'll return to my room first. Haozi, take me back."
Xia Hau knew An Yiqing had something to tell him, nodded, got up and followed An Yiqing out.
In the corridor covered with a dark red carpet, An Yiqing and Xia Hau walked side by side.
"Xiao Qing, do you... have something to say to me?" Xia Hau asked.
