The atmosphere around the throne grew tense despite the lively music and dancing. Lan Ji’s expression darkened as he sipped his wine, while Jiang Xi kept her head down, picking at the food on her plate. Lan Wu, however, wore a faint smile as she took the wine from Ji Lingyue’s hand and replaced it with hot tea: “Sea wine…
The Sea Palace was vast and symmetrical, with the imperial hall situated at the highest point in the north. In the center lay the ceremonial platform, usually separating the dwellings of thousands of merfolk. At this moment, the spacious platform had been transformed into a banquet hall for the ordinary sea clans. The nearby Lotus Jade Hall, however, was reserved…
Ji Lingyue remembered something and said, “Oh, right. Mother, he said he would be waiting for you at the Red Coral Palace to enter together. Do you want to head over now?” Jiang Xi nodded, exhaling silently. She lowered her gaze and smoothed out the wrinkles on her sleeves. “Wanxing.” Soon, a figure swam into the Baicui Cave and bowed….
Lan Ji’s expression turned cold. He finally gave up on going to find Jiang Xi and Lan Wu. He flicked his sleeve and swam to the entrance, but then remembered something and turned back. “I heard… you and Lan Wu were in the human realm at Shiling City, helping the cultivators with something important?” Ji Lingyue said, “It wasn’t anything…
“Mother,” Lan Wu said, grabbing her wrist urgently. “I know this is hard to accept, but today, with all the clans gathered here, it’s the perfect opportunity to expose Lan Zhichuan. Please, pull yourself together. I need you to stand with me. Help me… help me end this.” Jiang Xi’s voice was hoarse. “Do you have proof?” Lan Wu paused….