Within the chaos of the mist, a grand Taoist dojo emerged fleetingly, fading in and out of view.
After escorting Qin Zheng to the Quiet Room, Pei Qinhua also returned to that same room.
Not long after.
The graceful and youthful Xu Donglai was the first to arrive before Pei Qinhua.
"How are things?"
His expression was somewhat tense.
Pei Qinhua smiled lightly, then nodded and replied: "Mr. Qin has already agreed to make a move. Now we only await the return of a few junior brothers before we can take action."
Xu Donglai's eyes immediately brightened, as if his tightly strained mind had finally been relieved.
He took out the previously used horsetail whisk and handed it to Pei Qinhua across from him.
"You keep it for now. Having used it against the Demon Court has disgraced them, and it's uncertain whether they will cause trouble."
"Be wary of the Demon Court's movements. With this whisk in your hands, you can also deter those with ill intentions."