Ye Qingtang glanced at the Blood Moon Elder. The Blood Moon Elder felt helpless, but Ye Qingtang felt even more helpless than him. Currently, the Blood Moon Elder was probably even lousier than a cripple. When she had time in the future, she must improve the Blood Moon Elder's skills first, otherwise, there was no way that he could defeat anyone. The way he was now, he could not even protect himself.
Seeing that the Blood Moon Elder still wanted to say something, Ye Qingtang hurriedly said, "Alright, I am the Holy Lady. Just listen to me."
In the end, the Blood Moon Elder could only nod his head. Although he wanted to help, he could not do anything. Since his abilities did not allow him to help, he had no choice.
Very quickly, Ye Qingtang's gaze landed on the golden book elder. She smiled and said, "Senior, I'll go with you. However, I want to ask why your Lord wants to see me… Did I offend him in the Wailing Well? Or was there some misunderstanding?"