Fu Qingping led Ye Qing into the room and casually closed the door behind them, which showed he really didn't want anyone outside to know what he was about to say.
Ye Qing followed beside him, full of doubt. He could tell Fu Qingping's expression was even a bit grim, which made Ye Qing start to worry too. Fu Qingping's strength was already Beyond The Pinnacle—what could possibly make his face look this serious?
As if pondering how to start, he stayed silent for a good while. Only then did Fu Qingping turn his head to look at Ye Qing, let out a low sigh, and say, "The one‑month deadline has finally arrived after all."
"What do you mean?" Ye Qing was stunned. Why would Fu Qingping suddenly say that? A one‑month deadline—what did he mean by that? What exactly had happened?
"From when Shijia left Shenchuan City until now, it's already been a month!" Fu Qingping said.
