C313 The Choice of the White Eyebrow Cult

In that gloomy underground palace, White-browed Ancestor casually sat on a chair. Ever since he saw Eldest Miss, his ambition had surged once again.

He glanced at the people below and said, "You are all my subordinates who have followed me for many years. Today, I will not hide it from you. I have gone to see Eldest Miss."

The people below were shocked. Heavenly Sovereign said anxiously