Seeing Fang Xing burst into laughter and enter the Dao's Palace, Dao Wufang's face turned a bit grim.
However, Xie Linyuan let out a soft laugh, placing his hands behind his back as he glided toward the Dao's Palace.
Dao Wufang was displeased in his heart, because his well-thought-out scheme had gone awry at the first step. He originally thought that when Fang Xing saw the dire situation of the Nan Zhan Cultivator, he would be moved—if not enough to intervene directly, then at least enough to develop enmity towards Song Guichen and his group, and would feel some fear toward the sect forces of the Divine Land. Thus, Fang Xing would only have one path: to join him, allowing Dao Wufang to make him do a lot of things. At worst, it would create many problems for Song Guichen.
Yet, unexpectedly, Fang Xing's first move was completely different from what he thought; did he actually go to rob them?
Dao Wufang truly couldn't figure out where this little bastard got such courage.
