The Daoist Master Practiced Cultivation 11

"How should we do now?"

Zhang Jiancheng furrowed his brow, "Are we really going to wait until tomorrow and be driven out of the city like this, waiting to die outside?"

"Yeah, what should we do?"

Several people looked anxious.

Qiu Yubin's eyes flashed with a hint of determination. Without saying a word, he turned and walked outside.

"Brother Qiu, where are you going?"

Sun Kenan shouted and followed suit. The remaining few pondered for a moment before also joining in.

Seeing that apology was in vain, they realized it was better to stick together for safety's sake. If they were going to be driven out anyway, they might as well face it united.

Qiu Yubin cast a disdainful glance at them, refraining from saying much. He merely harbored his displeasure towards them, knowing that it might explode at any moment.

"We've done so much for City C. They want to chase us away just like that? Fine, we can leave, but we shouldn't leave in such a pitiful state."