“Does it make any difference who goes to prison?” Lu Yang grumbled. “Fairy, if you sit in prison for me, I’ll still be in the spirit space. You say once I lock you up I won’t be in the Hall of Criminals anymore — but aren’t I still here in spirit?”
The Immortal Fairy’s willingness to do a thing and take responsibility for it alone was a rare quality.
Even if it was useless.
Still, it was rare.
“Do I have to be locked up too?” Bai Ye swapped places with the Zhuiyue True Immortal for a moment.
“Wait until night comes. Tree Ancestor, you can come out then,” Luo Hongxia said.
Bai Ye hadn’t done anything; she couldn’t very well be imprisoned.
“Oh, very well.” Bai Ye shrank back and handed control of his body to the Zhuiyue True Immortal.
“Tree Ancestor, don’t go yet. There is one more matter that needs your consent.” Luo Hongxia called after the Tree Ancestor.
“What is it?”