Jin Wei sat dumbfounded next to the throne of the Goddess of Liuli, feeling the countless converging gazes upon her, and almost couldn't help crying.
What's going on?
She of course knew who the Liuli God was, but why did she want to take her as an apprentice?
Did my brother arrange this?
Jin Wei could only think this way, trying her best to sit there with her chest out and head held high.
Although her expression was a bit stiff, she tried her best not to show her weakness, her eyes searching for her elder brother's figure in the crowd.
"Don't worry, little one," the voice of the Liuli God resonated from the bottom of Jin Wei's heart. "I am the highest authority here, and from now on, you are my spokesperson in this place. Your brother is called Qing Shan, right? Just nod or shake your head; your words would be over-interpreted by them."
Jin Wei nodded vigorously.
