Cloud Dream Fairy moved gracefully, draped in a moon-white silk dress, akin to a cloud sewn from the sky, untouched by a speck of dust, yet exuding a lively Dao charm amidst its pure beauty.
She glanced at the Golden Core steward beside her, vaguely recalling him. He was a registered disciple, considered a backbone of the sect.
Unfortunately, as a fellow woman witnessing such coercion for marriage, it truly was distasteful.
"This matter is indeed due to my inadequate supervision. Little friend, have you suffered any grievance? I can offer some compensation."
True Monarch Yun Meng spoke, looking at the Xiao siblings without favoritism towards her sect's cultivator.
"Reporting to the senior, this young girl has endured no grievance. It's merely due to this esteemed sect fellow's constant disturbances, slightly hindering my cultivation practice."
Xiao Ruxuan spoke softly and weakly, without resorting to unreasonable behavior, despite having Nascent Soul cultivators supporting her.
