"The Qingcheng Secret Cave?"
Zhao Rui's eyes narrowed slightly. 'This is a bit unexpected, but it also makes sense.'
"Allow me to report to the Sect Leader. I will then explain the details to you, Benefactor."
Daoist Yu gave a salute, holding his sword and cupping his fist. Facing Zhao Rui now, he felt as if he were standing before their own elderly Sect Leader.
Perhaps it was because he had just finished a great battle; an aura still lingered around him, causing him to unconsciously exude an inexplicable, imposing presence.
"Yes. I'm afraid this Female Demon might have some tricks up her sleeve, so I dare not leave this place for the moment. I'll have to trouble you, Daoist Yu, to bring the Sect Leader or someone else from the Qingcheng Sword Sect with the authority to speak."
A rare, serious expression appeared on Zhao Rui's otherwise youthful face.
His gaze shifted slightly toward the strange space behind him, which shimmered like the surface of water.
