Suddenly seeing the tall and thin old woman appear behind him like a ghost, Jiang Dali was startled, feeling from his spiritual sense that the aura emanating from her resembled that of the Heavenly Human Realm. Instantly, his vigilance spiked to the highest level as he shouted lowly,
"Who are you?"
The old woman let out a shrill and unpleasant laugh, sounding like a night owl, "You've gone through all this trouble to come here, to this deep palace compound, just to find me?"
"You are the old eunuch from the previous dynasty..."
Jiang Dali's eyes widened.
At the same time, the sound of a fight came from inside the room again.
The Noble Consort, who had been forced inside the room earlier, was once again thrown out, now wrapped in a purple robe, her face cold as frost.
Swoosh, swoosh—
Dongfang Bubai and Qiao Feng arrived at the same time, both dressed in night clothes, their piercing eyes both turned towards the tall and thin old woman.
"Keh, keh, keh..."
