“Wait, wait, wait — you’re saying she’s the founder of our Immortal Palace, the Zhuiyue True Immortal?” Luo Hongxia clapped a hand to her head as a flood of information poured in.
“Yes.”
“She’s the one who stole the medicinal herbs?”
“Yes.”
“And you spent a whole day before you finally caught her?”
“Yes.”
The Immortal Maiden nodded vigorously, her big watery eyes lifting to look at Luo Hongxia, sparkling as if they really were glowing.
“So how many years in prison is your Immortal Palace planning to sentence her to?”
Luo Hongxia’s brain couldn’t keep up; everything had moved so fast.
In the blink of an eye, the founder Zhuiyue True Immortal — the one who had sealed herself away — had become the accused, facing a sentence? Confusion, puzzlement, disbelief… all of it showed on Luo Hongxia’s face.
The Immortal Maiden saw how puzzled Luo Hongxia was; with a keen empathy she instantly guessed where Luo Hongxia’s concern lay and kindly said: