Lady Ying Ji was not the type to bully the weak, though she harbored a grudge, she had no intention of making things difficult for her.
With a flick of her hand, she supported Li Jiujiu's trembling, petite figure, preventing her from kneeling completely.
Yet, as she looked at Li Jiujiu's face, she couldn't help but comment:
"Why make such a grand gesture? Li Immortal girl is of a prestigious lineage, a pearl of the Immortal Pearl, with no connection to my precious son.
Also, we share no familial ties, it's truly overwhelming for an old woman like me."
Li Jiujiu, having just managed to steady herself, once again found her legs shaking, threatening to buckle.
In a moment of unfortunate revelation, the treasure of Central Netherworld she had flaunted grew unruly and rolled out from beneath her skirt, arriving at Lady Ying Ji's feet.
Lady Ying Ji glanced lightly at it, chuckled softly, but made no comment.
