The man waved his hand, stood with his hands behind his back in front of Dongfang Ziyue, and smiled slightly, saying, "The grudges between me and Xiluo have been ongoing for more than just a day or two, and have nothing to do with you. Alright, the sacrificial ceremony will begin in half a month. During this time, you don't have to adhere strictly to the rules of the Ancient Clan; do whatever makes you happy. I'll speak with the Venerables on your behalf."
The man knew that Dongfang Ziyue had only half a month left before the sacrificial ceremony, and naturally knew that her days were numbered. There was an inevitable sadness in his heart, as Dongfang Ziyue had followed him for so long. If she were to be used as a living sacrifice, it would indeed be painful for him.
"Thank you for your concern, Lord," Dongfang Ziyue bowed with genuine sincerity.
