"There are seven people, all peak masters of our Wind and Thunder Divisions, plus twenty other elders in the late Transformation Realm."
Upon hearing Deng Meiling's words, Li Xiaobao's expression froze: "How did so many masters gather here in Linzhong Building?"
"The elders have always been in seclusion cultivating here. This is our headquarters, naturally the safest place. But..."
"They took so many people overnight, doesn't this mean they mobilized quite a few?" Li Xiaobao's expression grew even more grave.
"Three people, to be precise, only three made a move, while the rest of their subordinates just took my master and the others away," Deng Meiling said with a hint of unease.
"You mean you want us to help rescue them?" Li Xiaobao's eyes flickered, staring at Deng Meiling.
Deng Meiling nodded: "They are using my master and others as hostages, demanding our allegiance. As people of Yunren Country, we will never become someone else's minions."
