After the Immortal General had completely left,
the Lion-Tiger Beast slowly transformed into a human form, also resembling a robust man with vibrant golden hair.
Being a mount, simply hearing the words spoken by Fairy Zi Ling earlier, he could roughly guess what had happened.
He stood up, looking toward the majestic Golden Body with a playful look in his eyes, "Sir, if there's nothing else, we will take our leave."
"..."
Lady Qinghua was about to stand up when Zi Ling quietly positioned herself in front of her. As the Horses' Fortune, she was clearly performing a ritual salute to the Hong Jing Immortal General; yet, it seemed as though she was kneeling before the Purple-Bearded White Dragon.
"This is the Handwritten Decree prepared by Zi Ling, please review it, Sir."
Zi Ling seemed completely oblivious to any impropriety, her gaze pure and gentle, standing gracefully as she handed over the decree.
A smile that lacked any faults adorned her face.