Prepare!

As Feng Qiuran's fatigued voice arrived from behind them, Wang Baole and company stopped in their tracks, shocked by her words. They looked at each other and remained silent. After turning and cupping his fists again, Wang Baole suddenly spoke.

"Elder Feng, can you please tell us the rules of the trial so that the three of us can make preparations?"

Feng Qiuran didn't say anything, as she felt that there was no meaning regardless of what she said. She waved her hand to signal the three of them to leave. Wang Baole wanted to say something but stopped himself. In the end, he didn't continue to speak and turned to leave Feng Qiuran's cave abode.