The Disintegrating Seal (1)

The eight tribe leaders had not noticed anything wrong with Ye Qingtang and were still encouraging her to return to the Second Domain.

It was Ming Wang beside her who noticed her pale face.

Brows furrowing, he looked at the chattering eight tribe leaders and said coldly, "The Holy Lord has her own plans. This issue with the Ancient You Clan is more important right now. If you have nothing else to say, please leave."

The eight tribe leaders were speechless.

This little rascal! How dare he make use of the Holy Lord's affections towards him! But they knew they couldn't be too hasty or risk Ye Qingtang's dissatisfaction, so they left.

Ming Wang waited for all of them to leave before turning to her.

"Holy Lord, you should take a rest first." His expression was unchanged by the worry in his eyes, revealing his true thoughts.