Sky Tree's high-speed elevator took Wuyue to the rooftop of the "Sky Tree."
"Holy Father," as Wuyue stepped out of the elevator, she immediately caught sight of Saint Father David. Just one glance made her quickly lower her head. The Holy Father remained unchanged, his visage still formidable as ever.
"It's been several years, Xiao Wu." Saint Father David, tall and elegant, looked downwards from the high point, the wind whipping up clouds against the glass. The sun was obscured behind the clouds.
"Holy Father, I am here to invite you to the Alliance Friendly Meeting," Wuyue did not respond to the reference "Xiao Wu." She extended the invitation again, although Saintess Xianxian had already conveyed the Holy Father's answer, Wuyue still hoped for Saint Father David to attend. What a scene it would be if Xia You saw the Holy Father.
