Just Listen to Us

Under the blue sky and white clouds, a gentle breeze blew.

There were some people gathered in the forest, and there were also temporary huts made.

Flying swords often appeared in the sky.

There was a bonfire in the corner, and the aroma of roasted meat wafted over.

Occasionally, there would be strange figures on the branches.

They seemed to be waiting for something.

Jiang Hao led his team through the crowd.

Now, there were eight of them. Five of them were from the Heavenly Note Sect, and the other three were practically strangers.

There were two men and one woman.

Among them, there was a young man with a sharp mouth. He looked confused and wary of everyone as if he was worried something bad might happen at any time.

The woman was dressed in white.