C103 She will Not Take My Place

"Muse!" She was wearing a long white dress that fluttered in the wind. The woman who was respected as Holy Lord had a slight blaming look on her face, "Don't speak nonsense. That woman... She won't take my place."

"Will not?" A cold smile appeared on Muse's lips, "Holy Lord, do you need me to remind you that Master has been in Singapore all these years