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The weather was clear and sunny, with not a cloud for ten thousand li. A blinding ray of sunlight poured down over the magnificent Water Cloud Immortal Capital, bathing half the city in bright light and the other half in shadow.
Inside the City Lord’s Mansion, in an ordinary reception hall.
Dou Zhao kept her head lowered, her mind tense as she answered City Lord Yuan’s questions. Twenty years had passed. Even without particularly diligent cultivation.
With her fire-element Heavenly Spirit Root aptitude, she had long since reached the peak of Qi Refining. She was only one step away from Foundation Establishment and should have been busy preparing for breakthrough during this period.
Yet she had been suddenly summoned by the City Lord’s Mansion. Although she kept silently thinking of Wang Yu, who had vanished twenty years ago, no matter how the other party questioned her, she truly could not contact him.
She could only explain with the lowest possible posture.
“City Lord, Dou Zhao and that senior merely met by chance. At best, there is only the bond of a single meal.”
She then laid out the entire sequence of events plainly and positioned the Dou Family as shameless flatterers who had forced themselves onto him.
Rather than claiming any ancestral friendship.