"Elder Feng." Yang Qingqing gently tugged Du Yu's collar to one side.
Du Yu: "..."
Yang Qingqing spoke, "I have another disciple on the way. Could you wait a moment longer?"
Feng Wuheng was somewhat puzzled: "Oh?"
Yang Qingqing explained, "This disciple possesses an ancient spiritual artifact that can calm the emotions of all living things.
The Thunder Beast above the dark clouds has always been in a state of anger, with a fiery temperament.
To negotiate peacefully with it, we'll need to use certain methods."
"Very well." Feng Wuheng nodded.
Du Yu couldn't help but feel curious.
He already knew how precious Feng Wuheng's time was.
Yet this elder seemed surprisingly agreeable?
The bureau specifically invited this elder to escort him, possibly valuing his amiable nature?
If they had chosen someone with a bad temper to accompany him against the Ancient Bull, any slight misstep could risk offending Niuniu.
If a real confrontation broke out, it would be hard to manage.
