Xuanyuan Wushuang's eyes glimmered with a faint, cold light. Her tone remained gentle, tinged with a bit of amusement.
"The Great Elder is right. I will certainly take this matter seriously."
"Then we shall wait eagerly for your good news, Miss." Ouyang Qing stood up and said lightly, "Miss, I take my leave now. I will visit you another day."
"Take care, Great Elder. I won't see you off."
After he left, Lin Xinlan and the others came down from upstairs.
Seeing them, Wushuang said apologetically, "Don't mind what the Great Elder said. Whether or not to have a child is my business. Even if I don't have a child, they can't do anything about it."
Lin Xinlan and Rong Shaoze exchanged a glance and sat down opposite her.
"Wushuang, if in five years, you can't escape the fate of death, have you ever thought about having a child early to take over the Xuanyuan Sect?" Lin Xinlan asked her tentatively.
