Reaction

In the face of a counter-example, Long Yuehong couldn't come up with a retort. He could only shut his mouth and stop discussing the problem.

It couldn't be that the places where Master Zhuang's body of descent lived were targeted when the Old World was destroyed, right?

At this moment, Bai Chen—who was driving—asked, "Are we finding the intelligence peddler, Mor, now? It's almost noon. Do you want to have lunch first before going in the afternoon?"

"No, let's go now!" Shang Jianyao replied first.

He explained rather agitatedly, "What if Mor is silenced when we are having our meal? There are too many instances of such things in the Old World's entertainment. We can't afford to make similar mistakes."

As he spoke, he became earnest.

Uh… Long Yuehong was stunned for a moment. However, he had to admit that Shang Jianyao had a point.

Such a situation really had to be prevented from happening.