The Emperor's Immortal Sect has now established a firm foothold in the Eastern Wasteland, and the spies it has trained are not vegetarians, so naturally everyone knows this news.

Over the past month or so, Jiang Jing must have been having a very difficult time.

Zhou Bingyi, on the other hand, probably doesn't know about this yet.

"She's fine, don't worry."

Ye Xuan said softly.

"But there are rumors that she has been taken away..." Jiang Jing's eyes were slightly red, and the usually strong woman looked pitiful at this moment.

Youwei is her daughter. Now that her daughter's life or death is uncertain, how can she be at peace?

"Rumors are just rumors after all, and no one knows what's going on here better than me."

Ye Xuan shook his head slightly and said, "Youwei is just in unstable condition right now and can't come to see you for the time being."

"That's good."

Wu Jingshan was relieved when he heard this.

"Really?"

Jiang Jing was still a little uneasy.

"My mother-in-law can't trust me?"

Ye Xuan asked back.

The two men's eyes met.

Jiang Jing lowered her head and nodded softly: "Letter."

Ye Xuan withdrew his gaze and said calmly: "Then there's nothing to say, and don't publicize this matter too much."

Jiang Jing said softly and wiped her tears quietly.

"By the way, sir, it seems that someone over at the Buddhist Land in the Western Desert is going to Zhongxuan Mountain to seek justice from our Emperor's Immortal Sect."

At this time, Wu Jingshan said in a deep voice.

Jiang Jing also looked up at Ye Xuan, a little worried.

They all heard that a young eminent monk emerged from the Buddhist soil in the West Desert, but he was killed by Zhou Youwei at the Nanling Mountain.

There was a grievance over there in the Western Desert Buddha Land, so I wanted to come to the Huangji Immortal Sect to seek justice.

"I already know about this."

Ye Xuan said calmly.


Chapter completed!