"Senior Brother, remember, don't make any noise, or I'll be in trouble."
The disciple handed it over to him and urgently reminded.
"Junior Brother, don't worry, how could I harm you? I won't tell anyone about this."
Gao Yunze patted his chest and promised earnestly.
"Great! Thank you, Senior Brother."
The disciple nodded, then looked at Gao Yunze with a burdened heart before leaving.
After leaving, Gao Yunze hurried straight towards the mountain.
The urgent manner indicated that there was something important to take care of.
When he returned to the mountain, he first sought out his master.
"Master!"
Gao Yunze came to the front of a hall and respectfully bowed.
"What's the matter?"
His master heard his greeting and asked in a deep voice.
After speaking, a blurry figure appeared in front of him.
It was an elderly man with white hair.
"Master, could you lend me your Golden Ship?"
Gao Yunze asked respectfully.
"Golden Ship? What do you need it for?"
