"What requires a private audience?" one of the Golden Core Cultivators demanded, his expression hostile. "Say what you need to say right here. Otherwise, who's to blame if he escapes?"
These men didn't take Lu Sangjiu seriously, so they naturally paid her words no mind and flatly refused her request.
Lu Sangjiu's gaze darkened, and her hands began to itch. 'I should just kill them and be done with it.'
But on second thought, she realized that while she might be able to get Gu Jue out of here if she acted now, her plan to wipe out the entire Qilin Sect would be impossible. And she'd likely never recover Gu Jue's Phoenix Cry Sword.
With that in mind, she suppressed her killing intent and forced a good-natured smile. "You're right, my good sirs. I'll just ask him here."
With that, she turned and walked toward Gu Jue.
Gu Jue's eyes were cold and clear as he sat upright in the cage, silently watching her approach.
