Murong Daoye's gaze was as sharp as a torch, staring at Chen Tang for a long moment. Seeing that the other party showed no fear, he couldn't help but feel a bit of admiration in his heart.
However, he said nothing, and the brilliance in his eyes gradually faded away. The pressure and hostility he had released earlier also dissipated in an instant.
"Please sit, Elder."
Chen Tang exhaled lightly and slightly turned his body.
"You have quite the audacity to dare to run to the Daqian Capital."
Murong Daoye said flatly, "If there's something to discuss, say it standing."
Chen Tang wasted no words and said directly, "Junior wishes to ask Elder Murong to leave the Daqian Capital during the autumn."
"Why?"
Muron Daoye asked.
Chen Tang said, "Because I plan to raid the Celestial Prison."
Muron Daoye's mouth twitched slightly.
What kind of paths are these young people taking nowadays?
Is that something one should say?
