Shen Yanxiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief and continued with her study of enchantment.
In the afternoon, Shen Yanxiao was about to go to the hall to get some food when she heard a commotion outside the door. An ominous premonition rose in her heart.
“What’s going on outside?” An Feng sat on a chair and asked with a frown.
An Yan sat on the throne without any expression.
Soon, the elf guarding outside the door ran over and said with a pale face, “It’s the elves of the Qingyuan Tribe!”
Shen Yanxiao raised her eyebrows. That was fast.
An Yan remained unmoved. She took a sip of tea and asked, “Who’s the leader?”
“Yu Ying from the Qingyuan Tribe.”
“Who is this Yu Ying?” Shen Yanxiao asked.
An Yan glanced at Shen Yanxiao and slowly said, “Yu Ying is the leader of the Qingyuan Tribe and Yu Mu’s daughter. Her status in the Qingyuan Tribe is similar to An Feng. Yu Ying and Shui Miao have been engaged since they were young. Moreover, Yu Ying has been confirmed as one of the next-generation Saintess not long ago. In a few days, she will be sent to Moonshine City just like Duan Xue,” As she said that, An Yan frowned and said.
“Yu Ying shouldn’t be here at this time. That little girl is too impatient.”
Yu Ying was also a Saintess?
Shen Yanxiao was surprised. She had thought that there was only one Saintess.
“Yan Xiao, Yu Ying is different from Shui Miao. You cannot humiliate her too much. After all, she is going to enter Moonshine City in the future, and she will meet you there sooner or later. The Silvermoon Guards may be glorious, but they cannot compare to a Saintess. If we can reconcile, it would be best to reconcile.” An Yan’s expression was somewhat ugly. Anyone from the Qingyuan Tribe would be better than Yu Ying. Yu Ying’s identity was special and if Shen Yanxiao were to incur her hatred right now, she would not have a good time in Moonshine City in the future.
“I’ll try my best.” Shen Yanxiao smiled. Reconcile?
How could they reconcile?
She had ‘killed’ her future brother-in-law and ruined her fiancé’s bright future. Any other woman would wish they could turn Shen Yanxiao into dust right now.
Shen Yanxiao understood An Yan’s concern, but the difficulty of reconciliation was too high.
“Leader An Yan, I will go and meet her myself. For the time being, don’t come forward.” Shen Yanxiao did not wish to implicate the Moonshine Tribe. Furthermore, the other party was the future Saintess. Coupled with the Qingyuan Tribe, the Moonshine Tribe would probably be overwhelmed.
“Be careful.” An Yan sighed. She knew that Shen Yanxiao might have to endure some humiliation once she went out, but she knew that if she stood by Shen Yanxiao’s side and accompanied her, the entire Moonshine Tribe would be brought to their grave.
She could disregard her own safety, but she could not implicate the lives of all the elves.
Shen Yanxiao stood up and walked towards the door with a smile similar to the spring breeze.
An Yan looked at Shen Yanxiao’s back and her slender fingers on the chair’s handle unconsciously clenched. She used hundreds of years of rationality to suppress the urge to chase after her.
Taking a deep breath, An Yan closed her eyes, unwilling to look at the back that was identical to her daughter.
“Wen Ya, bless your child and let her get through this.” An Yan whispered a prayer that only she could hear.
She was not a competent mother nor a competent grandmother. As long as she was still the leader of the Moonshine Tribe, she could only prioritize the safety of the tribe.
Even if…
That was the last thing she wanted to do.
