After spending some time with Leng Ruobing, Xiao Zheng left Yunlan Villa directly. He still had many things to do and had no choice.
Xiao Zheng, having left the villa, went straight to the Futu Headquarters. The leader of Futu was quite surprised upon seeing Xiao Zheng's appearance.
"Why do you look so haggard?"
Xiao Zheng had closed off to heal his wounds, which consumed considerable energy. Although his injuries had healed, he now appeared pale, with an irrepressible fatigue in his expression. However, his eyes were as bright as ever, almost frighteningly so.
"Haha, just a minor issue." Xiao Zheng didn't elaborate on this matter, but got straight to the point: "What are your thoughts on tomorrow's sect meeting?"
Upon hearing this, the leader of Futu sat back down and sighed, saying, "Very pessimistic. Based on the current intelligence analysis, this sect meeting might be a preparation for surrender in hopes of peace."
