"You all clean up here yourselves."
In Ningxue Sword's heart a plan formed: It seems Fang Che's guess was correct; the Dream Demon must still be in Baiyun State.
If so, then my goal and plan have become clear.
Thus, immediately restoring her cold demeanor, she spoke like ice and snow: "I will go too!"
Swish.
And she was gone.
Only then did Yuan Jingjiang and the others recover from their stiffness, stammering: "Lord Jian... left?"
"Left." Fang Che replied with a frown.
He still felt regretful, somewhat unwilling.
It was just a doppelganger.
The Dream Demon isn't dead.
Yuan Jingjiang stammered, "What should we do?"
"What should we do?"
Fang Che angrily said, "You're the Hall Master!"
Yuan Jingjiang was at a loss, his mind still foggy, almost about to cry: "My mind is blank right now..."
"..."
Fang Che turned and left.
"You clean up, I'll go check on Tang Zheng. Transport their bodies... back to the Guardian Hall first."
