Grand Event

"Looks like your junior brother has already broken through that lousy formation the Wang Clan used. Soon, it will be time for us to leave this city," Feng Feixuan said looking at Ling Yue.

"What about the junior brother, master? Are we to join up with him?" Leng Yue asked cautiously. "However, the junior brother has created a huge commotion. We can only meet up with him outside the city to escape from prying eyes."

"Why would I join with that idiot?" Feng Feixuan snorted contemptuously.

"Huh," Ling Yue was surprised by her master's words. "Isn't junior brother acting on your orders, master?"