Zhang Yunsha suggested.
After all, ordinary people are simply no match for Lin Chang'sheng.
"Alright, go inform Tributor Luo, and make sure he brings Yunchu back safely!"
Guo Tiangang ordered.
"Yes!"
The Zhang Yunhe brothers immediately retreated.
...
Celestial Nether Sword Sect.
Amid a vast, endless mountain range, a towering peak pierced the ground like a sword, grand and imposing.
Atop the mountain, there stood a jet-black great hall, as dark as ink.
At the far end of the hall, a short man paced back and forth.
Whoosh—
In the next instant, a figure streaked through the air and landed inside the hall, immediately dropping to his knees.
"Sect Leader, r-reporting: Lin, Lin Chang'sheng is fine—he's still alive!"
The kneeling man spoke anxiously, panic-stricken inside, fearing Celestial Nether Daoist would kill him on a whim for delivering bad news.
This Celestial Nether Daoist was notoriously fickle.
"What? Lin Chang'sheng is actually alive? Where is he?"
