"Are you going to give them up?" Taoist Chang Chun constantly pondered in his mind.
Wang Yang and the others kept praying in their hearts, hoping not to be handed over.
At the same time, they were also praying for Mu Rufeng, their big boss, to return quickly.
"Taoist Chang Chun, don't refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. I'll count to three. If you still don't agree, we'll make our move." Jin Cheng issued the final command.
"Then let's fight. Let's see if we can hold out until Ao Zun or the boss comes back." Taoist Chang Chun said in a deep voice.
"You... alright, don't blame me for being rude." Jin Cheng snorted coldly.
In the next moment, a terrifying aura erupted from his body, with golden light flickering around him.
Just then, Mu Rufeng's voice rang out: "Jin Cheng Ancestor, what's this? Planning to make a move against me?"
Mu Rufeng descended from the sky, landing on the city wall.
