"We're late!"
Yangshuo Mountain Man stomped his foot. "All the good Holy Lands and good seedlings have been dug away by these dog bastards!"
"You can't dig away two hundred thousand people."
Shantang Scholar said, "Penglai West is vast enough, with plenty of Holy Lands inside. There will always be something suitable for us."
Yangshuo Mountain Man looked at him with a wary gaze, like he was looking at a dog bastard competing with him for disciples and Holy Lands.
Penglai West was bustling inside and out. This round of preaching and teaching had taken too long, and it quickly reached the ten‑day deadline Sha Qiutong and Du Yiran had set, leaving the two of them unable to sit still.
The two hurriedly found Chen Yindou.
Du Yiran paced back and forth anxiously. "Old Chen, I claimed to the outside world that I'd be in seclusion for ten days. Now that the ten days are over and I still haven't returned, I'm afraid my Zao Fu Palace has already been turned upside down!"
