The Two-Faced Fox (2)

In the depths of the Four Symbols Secret Realm, an eerie harmony unfolded—where well water intruded upon river water, yet the boundary between them remained distinct.

"Elder Cen, I have a plan that can help you in your moment of crisis," Yue Gongli said, resembling a hunting leopard chasing after the saint calamity.

"Speak!" Cen Qiaofu replied impatiently.

Yue Gongli sighed, sensing that the old man was still reluctant to trust him. Nevertheless, he telepathically conveyed the seamless details of his plan.

Cen Qiaofu halted, and turned around, his eyes revealing a hint of curiosity.

"Why aren't you running? What's the holdup?" Yue Gongli chuckled, not through telepathy this time, and the red- and white-clothed people outside the saint calamity also heard.

"You're really annoying!" Cen Qiaofu retorted coldly.