Qing Su said, "I merely noticed that her gaze towards you was somewhat complex earlier, as if she saw you as a rival. Her cultivation is unfathomably deep, so I wanted to remind you."
"That's fine," Ningning Mu softly said, "I thought you had seen through her identity... The Holy Mother had not spoken directly before but hinted at me many times."
"Who is she?"
"The owner of the Qingluan bird."
"Hmm?" Qing Su nodded slightly, "No wonder she possesses such profound and mysterious Dao Realm."
Yet Ningning could not help but sigh, "The Holy Mother wished for me to suppress her, which really puts me under a lot of pressure. Had I known that the woman competing with me for affection would be the renowned Queen Mother of the West, I would rather not have married and just been a confidante, content with sweet nothings."
A gentle expression appeared on Qing Su's beautiful face, consoling, "Do not be afraid, your senior brother will not let you down."
