Absurd Plea for Peace, So-Called Negotiations

The inn's head chef did not know much either. He had gone out of the city to buy vegetables, only to see the cavalry of the Cangyue Royal Court charging over.

Fortunately, he had been close to the city gate and had run back at once.

He did not know what happened afterward. All he saw was the city gate being shut.

Chu Danqing was not the only one listening to the news. There were also many diners and lodgers.

Every one of them was badly frightened.

Chu Danqing, however, did not linger. He returned to his room and stroked his chin, wondering whether this might be a sign that the Lin'an Dream Splendor Seal was about to emerge.

"Wait a little longer. Let's see whether the city falls or someone turns the tide." Chu Danqing suppressed the urge to summon Yang Qianyuan.

If their group of Dimension Apostles had not been here, then setting aside the old monsters lurking in the shadows, the city's fall would have been set in stone.

But there were quite a few Dimension Apostles in Yundu. So long as they were willing to help, there was still a chance of holding the city.

Of course, it could not be ruled out that there were Apostles among the Cangyue Royal Court as well.

Then he began cultivating.

At dusk, Da Bao, Da Yu, and Da Hui all became alert at the same time.

Perhaps an enemy was not approaching, but it was definitely an expert.

Then, two minutes later, a knock sounded outside the door. "Brother Chu, it's me."

Bai Hanzhe's voice came through.

Chu Danqing looked puzzled. What was Bai Hanzhe doing here?

Shouldn't he have been taking refuge at the Ninth Prince's residence? Why had he come here instead?

At Chu Danqing's signal,