Jinglan returned to the Hall of Eternal Life dissatisfied. A Li, who was waiting in the hall, stretched his neck and looked behind him. "Where are the people?"

Jinglan walked into the hall with a frown, tore off the chicken legs on the table and took a bite. "she is not."

"She's not the person we're looking for?" A Li asked doubtfully.

Jinglan nodded, then shook his head. "she is."

A Li was confused by him. "Isn't that right?"

"Princess Jin is the person we are ...