Misty Cloud Translations

  Misty Cloud Translations

  The discussion hall was silent.

  “That Sima You Yue!” Yang Wei cursed between his teeth with veins popping out on his forehead, which showed how angry he was.

  “No one would try to copy her if she didn’t recommend He Zhen Zhang to pass the saint medicine to the Xuan Yuan Pavilion. We should have eliminated her a few days ago if we knew it earlier!” An Elder said.

  “There’s no point bringing this up now. Patr..