"But if this goes on, I'm afraid we'll have to stay in this castle for a few more days."
"No worries, if the third son wishes, you can stay as long as you want."
Tie Lingyun patted his chest and spoke with a resounding voice.
"Then I must thank the Grand Hall Master."
As he spoke, he glanced at Beitang Zun:
"Hall Master Beitang, we meet again."
"Indeed."
Beitang Zun looked at Chu Qing with a complex expression:
"Third son, I've come here because I have something to say to you... However, now I'm not sure whether I should say it."
"Hahaha."
Chu Qing laughed towards the sky, and his Inner Strength shook the surroundings instantly.
In the cold atmosphere, faint blade intent surged, and a sense of crisis arose from all directions, as if this young man sitting in the chair could kill with a single thought!
In an instant, those who underestimated Chu Qing because he couldn't stand up all instinctively lowered their gaze.
