Similar words, he had heard many times during the Wei Dynasty and no longer took them to heart.
...
On the other side, noticing Chen Yi's movements, Qiu Yangming felt a tightness in his chest.
He was very worried that Chen Yi was lying in wait.
That feeling was like a powder keg ready to explode at any moment, making him vaguely uneasy.
"Has he noticed the problem with that painting?"
"Or does he possess means to resist the Barbarian Emperor's divine skills, yet fail to notice the demon energy within?"
Qiu Yangming couldn't be sure, but he felt something was strange about this matter and it should be shared with others to make a decision.
Thinking of this, Qiu Yangming did not hesitate and directly transmitted a message to a soldier guarding the city wall nearby:
"Inform the master, I need to contact him urgently."
"Hold on."
Not long after.
A low, hoarse voice came to Qiu Yangming's ear.
"What's the matter?"
