Pink poppies bloom wildly, filling the entire space with a sickly sweet, cloying fragrance.
Huang Yuan, draped in a golden-brown, exquisite robe, appeared at the center of these surreal poppies.
Luna, Meng Sha, and two other Spirit Witches, all felt the surge of energy behind them.
Just as they were about to turn around and check, they heard a deep, serious voice behind them.
"What kind of goods is the Qingdian Clan!?"
"As the ruling family of the Panfeng Federation, I did not expect that the Qingdian Clan couldn't even pique the interest of you witches!"
Meng Sha instantly recognized this voice as Huang Yuan's.
She was all too familiar with Huang Yuan's voice!
The Witch School had been causing trouble for the Qingdian Clan over the Zhenyan Family's affairs, and they'd always been quite impolite to Huang Yuan, the Federation Lord of the Panfeng Federation.
Everyone knew this, and not just the Witch School.