"What do you think he came up to the Inner Ruins for?"
Qin Tianyou thought for a moment before speaking.
"Is there anything else?"
Mu Long did not respond immediately. Instead, he looked at Qian Shan below.
"No." Qian Shan shook his head.
"Then keep a close eye on that brat. If there's any new information, report to me immediately."
Mu Long spoke.
"Understood."
After answering, Qian Shan tactfully withdrew.
Only then did Mu Long calmly lift his cup and take a sip of wine. "What's there to guess? He's obviously gone to Luo Nanchen to call for reinforcements."
"That brat is indeed strong, but he's still far too lacking if he wants to provoke our Venerable Lord."
"That's true." Qin Tianyou nodded.
Yet for some reason, unease continued to linger in his heart.
"Don't worry. At a time like this, aside from Luo Nanchen being a little too hard-headed, I can't think of anyone else who would stand by his side."
"Come, let's raise a toast and celebrate our great victory in advance."
Mu Long smiled and raised his cup.
Qin Tianyou ultimately nodded. "All right."
Clang!!!
Mu Long grinned as he clinked cups with Qin Tianyou, then drained his wine in one gulp. "Haha, fine wine."
After hesitating briefly, Qin Tianyou also drained his cup.
He still felt that something was off, yet he could not put it into words.
In the blink of an eye, an hour passed.
By then, Chen Wen had arrived before the mountain gate of the Inner Ruins.
And the number of disciples following him had only grown.
Unlike Chen Wen, they stopped before the Inner Ruins' mountain gate.
They did not have the qualifications to enter.
At this moment, quite a few disciples had also gathered around the Inner Ruins' mountain gate.