Faced with a genuine Nascent Soul True Monarch, no one dared to be disrespectful.
Ling Qiyue was the first to rise. A faint smile graced her beautiful face as she elegantly bowed in greeting, and the other women, along with Ling Changqing, did the same.
Song Xuelan and Mu Yu Xin were unaware, but Ling Qiyue, Fu Yin Xue, and the other women knew of the entanglement between this Dragon Girl and Ling Changqing.
It seemed that after so many years, this Princess Long Nu had finally tracked him down, even if she didn't recognize Ling Changqing's true identity at the moment.
Luo Qingxuan glanced around the room. Seeing nothing out of the ordinary, she gave a slight nod and said:
"I have no special intentions. I heard you are the Patriarch of the Ling Family, the master of the Feiyu Sea Region, so I came to have a look.
Everyone, please sit and talk. There's no need to call me 'Senior'—it makes me sound so old. We can simply address each other as sisters."
"Of course, Sister."
