Yu Ziqing walked onto the deck, revealing himself briefly, and only then did the feeling of being locked on disappear.
Another strong figure teased merrily.
"If you didn't come soon, those deans would have gone looking for you themselves."
"I went back to Jinlan Mountain to collect some sweet rain, which delayed me a bit, sorry for the trouble, esteemed seniors."
As he spoke, Yu Ziqing handed out a few small jade bottles.
"Please, seniors, pass these on to the other seniors. I need to hurry and appease those deans."
Someone caught the jade bottles, sensed them briefly, and was immediately delighted.
The Sweet Rain Original Liquid from Jinlan Mountain, even if it's a small amount for each person, is enough to save lives.
In an instant, several voices thanked Yu Ziqing.
These were the Dao Guardians of those deans, who usually had little involvement but were now acting as guards for the occasion.
