"Greetings, Your Ladyship."
Jiang Yi spoke, his voice echoing throughout the great hall. True Master Xuanmiao, who was lying on the Jade Platform, was suddenly startled.
It perked up its ears, flipped over its chubby body, and thought,
'How did Xiao Jiang get here so early? He didn't hear what I just said, did he?!'
For some reason, True Master Xuanmiao felt the panic of being caught in the act.
Lady Xuan'nv raised her hand and gently stroked the cat, smiling.
"It's time for you to return to your master."
True Master Xuanmiao felt a gentle force envelop it, carrying it past the four great sun-wheel pillars, through layers of deep Qi Mechanisms that were like curtains, and landing it lightly before Jiang Yi.
It looked up and met the gaze of the Daoist Robe-clad youth, whose spiritual charm was greater than ever and whose bearing was as steady as a mountain and as still as a deep pool.
True Master Xuanmiao's whiskers trembled. It opened its front paws and leaped into his arms.
