At these words, the crowd couldn't help but look outside.
At that moment, outside the door.
After twisting and turning through several long corridors, rock gardens, and archways, Wu Yu and Changzhu followed the group to the entrance of the dining hall.
"When the food is served, we'll strike immediately and take care of them. Find the Yun Shen Tea Tree and leave right away. Don't linger."
Although Wu Yu hadn't opened his mouth, his voice sounded in Changzhu's ear.
"Don't worry!"
A smile lifted the corners of Changzhu's mouth as she gently stroked her sleeve.
Her Giant Sword was hidden within it.
As a Disciple of the Sword Pavilion, her weapon was, of course, a Blood Refining Spiritual Soldier.
After years of nurturing, it had long since become incredibly miraculous, even capable of shrinking to the size of a finger for a short time, allowing her to hide it inside her sleeve.
Just then.
