"Hold on."
"Do me a favor and take him to rest."
A golden-haired woman with amber eyes approached the member of the Mechanical Race and spoke.
The Mechanical Race member immediately ceased its calculations.
It placed the golden-haired man on the ground.
"Identity confirmed... Taichu Daoist Palace student, Rong Can."
"Regarding the dispute... owner of the Taichu Daoist Palace Seal, Su Qing."
"You need to reach an agreement before I can determine the next step," the Mechanical Race member concluded.
It stood frozen in place.
Su Qing frowned.
A woman had appeared out of nowhere.
'She seems to have some strength, too.'
The woman approached Su Qing with a smile.
"How about you do me a favor, prospective student who hasn't yet joined the Daoist Palace?"
Her amber eyes seemed to radiate confidence.
At the same time, a solidifying power appeared in the surroundings. It wasn't the Power of Time, just some kind of solidifying force.
Su Qing let out a snort of laughter.
