'Why is my Emperor's Palace so dilapidated?'
'His Majesty the Celestial Emperor is being a bit too stingy, isn't he?'
Lu Xuan glanced around curiously. His gaze swept over the three Grand Grade Immortals before finally landing on a Female Immortal on the ground, coughing up mouthfuls of blood.
'This is...'
His brow furrowed as he recognized the Female Immortal. 'Cui Yin from the Qing He Cui Family?'
"And you are?"
When the masked visitor didn't answer, the Red-haired Immortal frowned, his tone growing impatient.
He could sense that this person's Cultivation wasn't particularly profound. He couldn't see the specifics, but there was no Immortal Dao Rhyme. At best, he was just a Grand Grade Immortal.
Lu Xuan still ignored him.
He strode forward and stared at Cui Yin. "If I recall correctly, you're the Steward of the Profound Yellow Palace. Who injured you?"
