"Brother Qiu, what is going on with Martial Nephew Li and the others? It has already been half an hour past the time we agreed to meet, and there is still no sign of them. Are they actually expecting us, their martial uncles and elders, to wait here for them?" The palace-dressed woman raised her head to look at the sky, impatience showing on her face.
"Well..." A trace of awkwardness appeared on the bald big man's face. "By rights, they should have arrived. Could they have run into something along the way that delayed them?"
"Hmph, delayed? This mission was an edict personally handed down by the sect master. Two mere Core Condensation Realm cultivators—would they dare not put their hearts and souls into it, obeying in public while defying in private to go do something else?"
"Heh, Junior Sister has misunderstood what I meant. This foolish elder brother was saying that Martial Nephew Li and the others might have encountered danger, and so were forced to lose time." Although the bald big man was the one with the highest cultivation among the three old monsters, for some unknown reason, he seemed to hold a trace of fear toward the palace-dressed woman.
"Danger?" The palace-dressed woman's fine brows rose, and she seemed about to say more, but Ghost Emperor Haotian suddenly let out a loud laugh and spoke. "Fairy Yu, they are only a few juniors. Why should the two of you damage your harmony over them? For this mission, it makes little difference whether there are a few more of them or a few less. In truth, whether they come or not does not matter much. Since they are late and have not arrived, we can enter the Kui Yin Mountain Range ourselves. As for how they should