Atop Snow Mountain, lies the Green Meadow Palace.
This place is located above the clouds and the accumulated snow, a pure land.
Here, many refer to it as... Holy Mountain.
And at this moment, Holy Mountain seemed to be holding a trial.
"An Ze, do you have anything else to say?" In the Green Meadow Hall, several people sat high above, while An Qin was kneeling in the middle of the hall, looking somewhat weak.
"I have nothing to say. This time, it was indeed my negligence," An Qin bit her lip and said, somewhat dejectedly.
"The mission this time was to have you kill Li Chen, but not only did you fail the mission, you also cost us two Mystic Rank Experts. Such a mistake is intolerable."
"Moreover, you are clearly a woman, yet you have been occupying the position of Saint Heir, causing dissatisfaction among many Holy Mountain Disciples. This too is a very serious matter!" The people seated high above looked down at An Qin and spoke sternly.
