Yang Ye gazed at the woman before him, and a wisp of a complicated expression flashed in his eyes. He went silent for a moment before he asked. “What’re you doing at Southpeace City?”

Su Qingshi didn’t tell him the reason, and she just said indifferently, “Your ability to control Darkbeasts is too shocking, so it’s better that you don’t summon the Nether Wolf in the human world. Otherwise, you’ll face endless troubles.”

When he recalled Feng Yi’s shocked expression from before, Yang Ye nodded, and then he glanced at Little Yao that lay in his embrace and said, “Can I ask something of you?”

“Speak!” said Su Qingshi.

As he gazed at Little Yao that was in deep sleep, a strand of a gentleness flashed in Yang Ye’s eyes before he said, “Can you help me take care of my younger sister? My Mother said her natural talent isn’t bad, and she can cultivate. If it’s possible, then allow her to cultivate by your side.”

Su Qingshi’s beautiful brows knit together slightly, and she said in a low voice, “The Flower Palace’s strength is extremely terrifying. Not to mention the other experts in the palace, merely those Flower Guards...