"Young Sect Master, are you sure none of the Third Sect Master's people know Zhaoyun?" Although I felt that having a Seven-Tribulation helper was a considerable advantage, this wasn't a game where you could start over after dying. The three sect masters might even be at the Eight-Tribulation level by now. What could a Seven-Tribulation spy amount to? At most, she could deal with people like Cheng Qingdi and Zhang Danyun.
"Don't worry. Zhaoyun was my father's death warrior. She has always cultivated deep in the mountains. If you don't tell anyone, the other households naturally won't know." He Luanzi wore an expression that suggested I was being overly timid.
The female immortal Zhaoyun also nodded. "I only left the mountains recently. Not to mention the three sect masters—even among the immortals of the Golden Immortal Dao, aside from my master and young master, no one knows my identity."
"All right, then I was overthinking it." I smiled bitterly. He Luanzi patted my shoulder. "Don't worry. Follow me this time, and I absolutely won't treat you unfairly. You thought two steps ahead, but I, He Luanzi, have already thought countless steps ahead. The Chaotic Immortal Chess player He Luanzi isn't known merely for a good-sounding reputation. If you don't believe me, go ask around."
"Young Sect Master, you're right." I could neither laugh nor cry. If I went around asking everyone for your name, wouldn't that make me an idiot?
After that, we discussed some details. Zhaoyun would find an opportunity to be placed at my side, and she would also report to me on He Luanzi's next demands and plans.
I didn't really care either way. As long as everyone's goal was the same, there was nothing wrong with agreeing for now. After all, to survive in troubled times,