Before she could finish speaking, Hua Xianzi slapped her on the forehead, reprimanding, "Erhua, what nonsense are you talking about?"
"It hurts..."
Chen Yi looked at their worried expressions and smiled reassuringly, "This was a timely encounter, I won't be this reckless in the future."
Saying so, but should he encounter a similar situation, he would likely make a similar choice.
After all, this trip to the Demon Court had a very clear goal—to sabotage the alliance between the "Demon Court" and "Extreme Pure Heaven."
If he hadn't taken this journey, the grand event of the Wei Dynasty might have been fraught with changes, likely turning tomorrow's grand event into the day of "Dakong Temple's" Fu Chen and the Buddhist sect's upheaval.
Chen Fan, in the corner, focused on a different point. He looked at Chen Yi and asked, "Brother, did you say just now that Zhou, Zhou Guanwu didn't die?"
