Upon hearing these words, the Yin-Yang Blade Saint's gaze flickered.
Ever since he came into contact with Su Han, he always felt that Su Han's scheming mind was completely inconsistent with his age.
Such cunning should not belong to someone who has lived for just over a thousand years!
Too deep and unfathomable!
Compared to Su Han, those of the same age the Yin-Yang Blade Saint had seen seemed like mere children, far behind.
Even the Yin-Yang Blade Saint himself found it difficult to see through Su Han.
"Are you so sure I can protect you and break through the siege from the Three Teachings, Nine Schools, and Seventy-Two Sects?" The Yin-Yang Blade Saint couldn't help but ask again.
"Indeed."
Su Han smiled and said, "Even for your own sake, you would do it."
"Alright, you win."
The Yin-Yang Blade Saint felt a bit weak and waved his hand: "I'll give you half a month to prepare, and after half a month, the Divine Dream Sect's Starry Battleship will come to fetch you."
