Dinner Banquet

After sitting in the hall and listening to Jian Wushuang's words, Wei Liujia quickly sat down and recuperated. He had to remove the injuries in his Immortal body as soon as possible to avoid leaving any cracks.

On the other hand, Zhao Ting appeared rather uncomfortable, and his expression was somewhat awkward.

Seeing her uneasiness, Jian Wushuang quickly said, "If you're not used to staying here, you can leave at any time. I won't stop you."

Hearing this, Zhao Ting shook her head. "I don't mean that. I have nowhere to go now. If you didn't save me, I'm afraid I would have died long ago. It's just..."

"Are you worried that the Young Emperor will find out your identity?" Jian Wushuang asked.

She nodded and said, "Several years ago, as a Heavenly Official, I went to the Heavenly Court with you to attend a banquet and met all the Princes. Now that I think about it, Prince Yan might recognize me."