C393 Witness Grass

"Little grass …" Ling Xueshi turned around abruptly. How could it be Little Grass? How could she be a witness? Ling Xueshi looked at the door of the hall. Who else could it be but Little Grass? She walked up slowly, looked at Ling Xueshi, then lowered her head.

"Your Majesty, this is my witness. She is someone close to Priestess, so she knows everything about Priestess