Doting on the Daughter (1)

Night opened its abyssal mouth and swallowed the entire capital into its dark stomach.

The lights in the Holy Maiden Temple gradually lit up.

A woman in the white clothes of the Holy Maiden Temple with red cloud patterns covering her knees under her belt walked over from the night.

"Emissary Lin."

"Someone barged into the Holy Maiden Temple just now?"

"He's already been injured and escaped."

"The Holy Selection is imminent. If anything goes wrong, you won't be able to bear the blame of the Saintess."

After instructing coldly, the woman turned around and walked towards a quiet attic.

Tonight was the day to change that person's dressing.

She came to the heavily guarded attic.

There were many experts here, and no one could easily barge in.

No, to be precise, they could not barge in at all.

That's right, no one could enter.

But who would guard against a bird?