Chapitre 1745: Representatives

"Master, White Emperor, please have a chat in the hall," Si Wuya said as he extended his hand and made an inviting gesture.

Everyone walked into the hall.

After taking a seat, Bai Zhaoju looked around in admiration. Although it was not as glorious as the Great Void, it was beautiful in a down-to-earth manner. Most importantly, this was the Unholy One's cultivation ground. If the Unholy One was willing, Golden Court Mountain could be the second Grand Mystic Mountain.

Liu Wenjun, Princess Yong Ning, walked into the hall with a pot of tea and cups before she poured tea for everyone.

Jiang Aijian said with a sigh, "My sister is a Princess of Great Yan, and yet, she's reduced to being someone's maidservant. How pitiful, how pitiful…"