"Can I now meet the acquaintance you mentioned?"
Ye Xuan put away the Old Ghost's willow branch and spoke calmly.
These words, of course, were about the white-haired woman, the Desolate Realm Sovereign.
As the words fell, the white-haired woman reappeared in the air.
The Ancient Battlefield resumed its usual state, desolate and lifeless.
In the white-haired woman's hand, there was a small tree the size of a palm, lush and green, brimming with vitality.
The white-haired woman gently tossed it, and the small tree flew towards Ye Xuan.
"The Evergreen Treasure Tree is yours."
The white-haired woman said indifferently.
Ye Xuan took the Evergreen Treasure Tree and inspected it carefully, only accepting it after confirming there were no other marks. He then asked, "Is the acquaintance unwilling to show themselves?"
The white-haired woman slightly shook her head and said, "Actually, when you arrived, they had already left."
Ye Xuan frowned slightly, sensing a hint of conspiracy.
