After a moment, Jing Kongzhao withdrew his gaze and looked lightly at Chen Xingzhu.
"Where is the Crystal Skull? Didn't you bring it back?"
Chen Xingzhu showed no sign of panic, only a deep sense of apology.
"I'm sorry, my lord. Azhu is incompetent. Although I instigated a great war between the Immortal Race and the Wu Clan, ultimately my efforts failed due to the intervention of a mysterious expert."
Jing Kongzhao looked at her indifferently, without a hint of blame on his face, but Chen Xingzhu couldn't help but lower her head.
After a moment, Jing Kongzhao spoke lightly: "What kind of mysterious expert?"
Chen Xingzhu glanced at Jingtian Chuyi beside her, feeling a bit troubled, but she didn't speak.
Jingtian Chuyi understood, and bowed deeply to Jing Kongzhao.
"I was presumptuous, I'll depart and visit you another day, my lord."
Jing Kongzhao shook his head slightly, without looking at Jingtian Chuyi, and said indifferently.
