"If anyone wants to go down, we'll let them go."
Jian Chunqiu suddenly spoke up.
Chu Ge was puzzled, "Why?"
"This is the only exit. If they go down, they'll inevitably clash with the people below."
Chu Ge realized, "So we'll be the ones to benefit in the end."
Jian Chunqiu nodded, "Exactly."
Chu Ge chuckled softly and sat there even more leisurely, even starting to meditate.
Seeing this, Zhang Ze couldn't help but frown. Chu Ge didn't seem like he was here to find the Demon Sword; he seemed more like he was here for fun, and now he was just resting after getting tired.
"Young Master Zhang, what do we do? The antidote we took only lasts for four hours; we can't just keep waiting like this."
"Yeah, Young Master Zhang, your body might be fine, but you have to think about us. Look at that group over there, they're already fighting among themselves. Luckily, they didn't get poisoned earlier, or we wouldn't have known who would come out on top."
