Nuwa wore a golden robe, with a thousand rays of auspicious clouds beneath her feet, displaying the dignified majesty of a Heavenly Dao Saint. At this moment, she was smiling as she looked towards Houtu.
"Senior Sister Nuwa."
The arrival of Nuwa made Houtu's breath slightly catch, and her eyes discreetly passed over Ye Xuan before she gave Nuwa a smile as a form of greeting.
Houtu, deep and calculating, kept a certain distance from Nuwa, as she was unsure of what might transpire today and wished to stay uninvolved in the disputes among the Saints.
Nuwa wasn't surprised by Houtu's lukewarm attitude. She was only slightly puzzled by the atmosphere of the Cloud Banquet, having just sensed a burst of Holy Power from Houtu, but since Houtu did not explain, she found it inappropriate to press further.
"Greetings, Lady Nuwa."
