"Master, rest assured, I know what to do!"
Sun Zheqi's eyes were filled with a sinister gleam, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
"Very well, go ahead. Don't let Xi Nu get suspicious."
Lu Buping nodded and gently urged.
"Yes!"
Sun Zheqi bowed, performed a salute, and turned to leap down the mountain.
At the summit of West Fury Mountain.
Dao Yeming stood at the topmost step, looking toward the mountainside.
"What are those master and disciple planning to do again?"
Dao Yeming muttered to himself, "Now that Jiang Chen is here and Elder Wine-crazed has broken through his realm, his position is unbeatable. Lu Buping, if you keep tangling with this, you'll only add to your shame!"
Dao Yeming did not eavesdrop on Lu Buping and Sun Zheqi's conversation; he felt it unnecessary. The schemes of this master-disciple duo are nothing more than targeting Southern Maniac Mountain.
