As long as she wished it, everything within the palace would remain under her control.
Terrifying!
Why was the gap between people of the same kind so immense?
In a daze, Gong Wu suddenly understood Gong Liu's resentment and grievances.
Gong Wu demanded, "Why are you asking this?!"
"Nothing." The voice behind the killing intent was utterly calm, yet it made Gong Wu more guarded than ever before.
"I merely want to do you a favor."
Gong Wu: "...Last time, you said you wanted to do me a favor."
Then, thanks to that "favor," Gong Wu had ended up guarding the prison, while the other party had also "helped" himself into the Eighteenth Level Dungeon.
Hearing those familiar words, every hair on Gong Wu's body stood on end.
Yet the other party did not care about any of that.
He merely murmured a few words.
Then he waved a hand, and dense killing intent surged in all directions with his movement.
"Go. I await your good news."
Gong Wu left the Eighteenth Level Dungeon looking green around the gills. However, after he departed, the unrest within the prison finally came to a halt.
He silently found the place where there was nothing in all four directions.
Gong Liu had long been hiding there, waiting for Gong Wu.
She looked exceedingly cautious, with a trace of worry on her face.
She had feared Gong Wu would go back on his word and fail to come today.
Never in her wildest dreams had she expected Gong Wu to arrive early!
Gong Liu walked out excitedly. "I've already brought the palace. You just need to throw it down."
With a lift of her hand, a resplendent golden palace floated above her palm. Immortal Qi curled through its interior, making it look extravagantly luxurious.