"You're here! Is everyone gathered?" Pei Yan's gaze passed over Chao Zimin, who was lying prone on the ground, and landed on Hu Jiu, who had just drifted down from the sky into the courtyard, smiling as he asked.
"The main force is still outside the Immortal Palace, negotiating with the Divine Martial Guard at the gate. They'll enter the city soon; I couldn't wait, so I brought the experts over first. Don't worry, there are people minding the main gate." It was exactly those two wolf fangs Hu Jiu shot out that became the last straw that crushed this camel called Chao Zimin. As Hu Jiu spoke, he walked past Chao Zimin, swept a glance over him, and asked, "What's with this guy?"
"A blind fool we're using as the first cut to scare the monkeys." In front of the other elders, Pei Yan mercilessly spat out this humiliating line, then ignored the few elders' awkward expressions and turned to ask, "How many people came?"
