"Stop messing around, the Holy Mother is waiting outside for us."
Leng Youlan knew full well what Long Yan was about to do, and as Long Yan was about to make his move, she gave him a fierce glare.
"Old witch, always spoiling my fun."
Long Yan muttered under his breath. With Tianshan Holy Mother outside it seemed his plans would have to be put on hold momentarily.
Immediately thereafter, Long Yan and Leng Youlan exited the Crystal Palace and left the Fairy Pond.
"Holy Mother!"
On a small island, Leng Youlan respectfully greeted the Tianshan Holy Mother with a slight bow.
"Senior!"
Long Yan also paid his respects to the Tianshan Holy Mother, though his eyes betrayed his irritation. Why did this old hag have to come at such an inconvenient time?
The Tianshan Holy Mother softly responded with a faint hum. Her gaze fell upon Long Yan, she could see right through his petty whims. Young man, she thought, how impatient they are.