In any case, everything has been arranged properly.
Li Yan patted Wu Ba on the shoulder, then turned and left with the group from Qingcheng Sect.
Their main task was to set up the altar; Cheng Jianxin and his disciple, Yang Chenghua, along with the remaining members of the Bamboo Forest Six Leisurely, would stay with the army.
"Master…"
Looking at Cheng Jianxin's increasingly aged face, Chang Tianque was overwhelmed with sadness and quickly supported him.
This time, Cheng Jianxin did not refuse.
He let Chang Tianque hold his left arm, looked into the distance, his cloudy eyes somewhat vacant, as if recalling something, a smile appeared on his lips.
"Master, what are you smiling about?"
"Nothing, I just remembered the time back at the Northern Border, battling the remnants of the Golden Tent Wolf Country. The situation was as severe as it is today."
