The following morning.
In front of the Jiang Family's gate, Jiang Yiyi held Liu Zixuan's hand, her eyes gentle like water, and asked, "There's still a few days before the big battle. Do you really have to leave today?"
"I need to visit the Mo Family, and if time allows, I'll also head to the Profound Sword Sect."
Liu Zixuan explained, "The Profound Sword Sect suffered a severe blow earlier, and since they're close to the Dragon Soul Headquarters, after the big defeat, Netherworld Hall will flee from here. If the Dragon Soul Headquarters is defeated too, they'll definitely escape from there, so I need to keep an eye on these two checkpoints!"
"Seems like you're quite confident, already anticipating their defeat," Jiang Yiyi said with a smile.
Liu Zixuan shook his head, "Do your best, leave the rest to fate. Plans must be made regardless, right?"
"He's right."
