Time flew by, and no one spoke all night. Even Shimen became unusually quiet with the arrival of these twelve grandmasters.
Zhang Benhu straightforwardly issued an order: anyone causing trouble these days, if they upset Zuo An and he kills them, that's on you. We won't handle it, nor can we!
The one most frustrated is Ye Changsheng, unable to receive accurate news about Lu Xiaobu. Even with trust, he found it hard to sleep!
Lu Xiaobu was quite relaxed, chatting with Liang Lan. "Sister Lan, tell me, what would be comparable to death in the heart of a grandmaster?"
Liang Lan tilted her head, thinking, "Comparable to death? If you consider it differently, isn't it about what can make them forsake life and death? Aren't novels always writing about forsaking life for the growth of cultivation?"
"Cultivation? Resources? Wealth, partners, techniques, land?" Lu Xiaobu squinted, as if he thought of something.
