"There shouldn't be any Golden Core cultivators; if there were, that manager wouldn't have come to warn me. After all, my small business surely isn't worth offending a Golden Core great power, right?"
Su Ping's heart settled slightly. Of course, he had to prepare the Teleportation Talismans, and he also wouldn't actually use his real body.
More than two hours later.
On the official road, suddenly a small fishing boat-sized Red Skin Gourd appeared on the horizon with a red glow and, in the blink of an eye, arrived behind White Crane True Man.
"Taoist friend, please halt!"
Dozens of cultivators were either sitting or standing on the Red Skin Gourd.
A red-haired elder with red eyes spotted White Crane True Man's back and immediately called out, while also speeding up the flying Red Skin Gourd.
Despite seeing the figure from behind in an instant.