A white robe with gold trim.

A fiery red shawl hair.

And that surging chakra fluctuation.

At the moment of seeing this figure.

Wuwei, who originally thought that he was going to usher in death, subconsciously blinked his eyes, as if he thought that his eyes were hallucinating.

"Miao-sama?"

"Thank you for your hard work, Wuweisan, leave it to me next."

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