"The second one? But there's only Senior Yi Zhao from the red-gold heavenly phoenix race…" As Chu Liuyue spoke, her voice suddenly stopped.
She suddenly thought of a very promising candidate. "You mean… Tuan Zi?"
Cen Yi nodded. "As the red-gold heavenly phoenix clan's young mistress, she has the highest chance of opening the seventh meridian."
No one was more suitable than Tuan Zi.
"A'Yue?" There was a flash of light, and Tuan Zi had already run out. She stretched out her two small arms and hugged Chu Liuyue's neck. "A'Yue, in that case, I can save Clan Leader Grandpa as long as I can open the seventh meridian?"
Chu Liuyue hugged her soft body and gently patted her round hair. "In general, it's not impossible, but—"
"Then, it's settled!" Tuan Zi immediately followed up. Her big black grape-like eyes lit up as she clenched her fists. "I must open my meridians as soon as possible!"