When Yue Weiwei left the stage, her face was a lot paler than before. The Heavenly Demon Pavilion’s pavilion master’s eyes flashed with concern as he transmitted his voice over to her, “Princess, your injuries haven’t gotten any better. You can’t use the Heavenly Note Art anymore. As for Lin Yun… If I remember correctly, his relationship with the holy maiden of the Profound Imperial Palace isn’t simple.

Hearing that, Yue Weiwei blushed before she smiled, “I know. But he’s my Big Brother Yun. I don’t want anyone to bully him.”

The Heavenly Demon Pavilion’s pavilion master instantly became speechless. Yue Weiwei was simply too stubborn, but then again, she wouldn’t be here if she wasn’t. Even her father, the Moondevil Demon Emperor couldn’t...