Being Treated Kindly

Yan Yuezhi was not an ordinary cultivator. She was an immortal.

She had reached a realm that even ordinary cultivators cannot aspire to.

Her life had been full of hardships.

There was no hurdle in her life that she couldn't overcome.

As she traveled through the sky, she was graceful and elegant.

"Senior..." the woman hesitated to speak.

She carried a child in her arms and followed fearfully.

"Feel free to ask any questions," Yan Yuezhi said.

"Where are you taking us?" the woman asked.

"To the Astronomical Academy," Yan Yuezhi said.

"The Astronomical Academy?" The woman was perplexed. "The immortal sect? Is it because your people wanted the tea leaves?"

"No." Yan Yuezhi shook her head.

She did not explain further.

"Then, who wants it?" the woman asked.

Yan Yuezhi looked at her and said kindly, "Don't ask about it, please. You can ask about what will happen to you if you want."