Tao Mo asked urgently, "What do you mean?"
Cheng Guodong lowered his eyes, "We can only wait."
Tao Shen couldn't accept it, his voice hoarse, "Wait for what? We're just supposed to wait helplessly like this? I can't do it, I need to find a way..."
Tao Shen ran out.
Tao Bin, worried, immediately chased after him.
"Big brother, even the Mysticism master said to wait, what can you do?"
"This world doesn't have just one master!"
"Big brother, let's go to Shaolin Temple, maybe my master and the others have a solution?"
"You go back to Shaolin Temple, I'll go find someone else, we'll split up."
"No, I can't leave you alone!"
"I am very calm."
"You don't look calm at all, your eyes are bloodshot. What if you get anxious and have a cerebral hemorrhage..."
"Shut up and get back to Shaolin Temple!"
Tao Shen quickened his pace, but Tao Bin, being well-trained, immediately followed like a shadow.
