"Thank you, Grandpa Zhang, for not exposing their identity!"
Upon entering the cabin of the giant ship, a message from the Divine Sense appeared in Li Jizhou's sea of consciousness. His expression remained unchanged, only nodding slightly.
However, he felt subtly moved inside.
"Could it be that the other six are not disciples of the Golden Sun Sect?" Whether they are or not, he certainly doesn't recognize them.
"Grandpa Zhang, to be honest, they are fellow brothers I met on my journey. They were once the reliable pillars when my uncle founded Ten Thousand Talisman Pavilion, and now this can be considered their final deed for my uncle." Qi Yuan, usually mature and alluring, now appeared somewhat reserved in front of Li Jizhou.
Thirty-seven years ago, when first meeting Shopkeeper Qi at the Spirit Pearl Mountain marketplace, she initially sought to give him a hard time. Later, due to Lu Zhenhua, she offered him considerable care and introduced him to various private ventures.
