"Haha, and it also serves as forming connections. We can descend the mountain to visit Great Li whenever we are free."
Zhao Rong remained silent, not speaking.
He neither shook his head nor nodded.
Seeing this, the burly Confucian Scholar's smile faded.
Scratching his head out of habit, he asked solemnly,
"Right, Ziyu, how did I do? Is there anything I missed?"
Zhao Rong glanced at him.
Suddenly, he spoke softly, "Two Martial Artists."
He paused.
"Should not be underestimated."
"Those two Martial Artists? Li Mingyi and Zhou Dufu? Are you... worried they will disrupt the Sealing and Sacrifice Ceremony?"
Gu Yiwu furrowed his brows in thought, "Mmm, of course we need to be wary of them, their personal combat prowess being comparable to that of the Golden Core Realm indeed cannot be taken lightly."
"However, the Dugu clan is not simple; surely they are also aware of this and have made preparations. A great dynasty certainly has means to counter these two Martial Artists..."
