How Could There Be No Backup Plan

Gu Lan's icy voice had just fallen when the person before him let out a disdainful sneer.

"If we hadn't shown up, you'd already be dead by his hands."

"What about the proposal we discussed with Master Gu earlier? Have you given it any thought?"

"It's worth considering."

That was the answer they wanted, but before they could respond, Gu Lan's face turned cold as he spoke again.

"However, I have one condition!"

"I will hand that guy over to you, but in return, you must help me deal with the Xuanyuan Clan. I believe your Wizard Clan has the strength to accomplish this, no?"

Yet, the two individuals didn't agree. They shook their heads indifferently.

"We'll help you hold him off, but any other matters you'll have to handle yourself."

They began negotiating with Gu Lan as if they didn't even consider the Lord of the Xuanyuan Clan a threat.

As their words lingered in the air, the Lord of the Xuanyuan Clan's fury became unmistakably visible in his eyes.