Tan'er stood up: "I'll go call him!"
Meng Qianqian pulled her back: "Don't go, it's dangerous. Gongsun Ziyu is dead, and Gongsun Yanming has been set up. He must be hating anyone associated with me to the bone right now."
Tan'er asked puzzled: "Including Shang Wuyou?"
Meng Qianqian thought for a moment: "He might not want to kill Wuyou, but Gongsun Ziyu's grandfather, the rumored Sect Leader of the Seven Stars Sect, will definitely vent his anger on Wuyou."
Tan'er made an "oh" sound and obediently sat back next to Meng Qianqian. She extended an index finger and weakly poked Lu Yuan: "Grand Commander, you don't go, it's too dangerous."
Lu Yuan: ... Why does this sound so off?
Meng Qianqian whistled towards the sky.
The Hunting Eagle flapped its wings and landed on the emergency landing platform specially built for it outside the side window.
Its eagle claws firmly hooked onto the iron ring on the platform, its broad feathers blocking the spilled moonlight.
