42 Uncle-Master isn't Coming

In a blink of an eye, nearly half a month had passed since the battle at Green Tooth Mountain.

That day, a middle-aged Daoist came outside County Governor Manor. The guards outside had seen him from afar and were very wary.

"Please inform Miss Yi that someone from the Primordial Unity Sect wishes to seek an audience." The middle-aged Daoist said with a smile.

"Miss Yi?"

The guards exchanged looks.

"Wait here." A guard quickly entered the manor to pass the information. Yi Xiao was living in a rather elegant side compound inside County Governor Manor.

There was a layer of ice formed inside the compound, which rapidly melted under the scorching summer sun, causing the area to emanate coldness. Yi Xiao, who was dressed in a light-blue dress, was sitting in a yard, reading leisurely.