Changsun Ming said, "His Holiness has passed away, and the Profound Celestial Sect is strong. Brother Chen, you have no choice but to go to Nanxia."
After a brief pause, Changsun Ming continued, "Don't worry, our Changsun Family has some business in Nanxia. By the time you cross the river to Nanxia, someone will be there to help you."
Chen Tang nodded and said, "This is Tan Wujiu, formerly the Marshal of the Cyan Dragon Bureau. He has just defected from it to save me and has killed many from the Profound Celestial Sect."
"Brother Tan, I admire you."
Upon hearing this, Changsun Ming respectfully saluted with cupped hands.
"I don't deserve it."
Tan Wujiu forced a bitter smile.
Chen Tang said, "Changsun, please see him to the riverbank and across the river."
As he spoke, Chen Tang helped Tan Wujiu off the Thunder Leopard and onto Changsun Ming's horse.
"Where are you going?"
Changsun Ming furrowed his brow and asked.
"I have something to do."
