"Alright, Poxiao, deal with the crisis first. Whatever it is, we can discuss it face-to-face at the Sky City's Hanging Hall later... Xia Ruize is my cousin, after all. We're all relatives..." Zhou Xuan also rubbed her brow gloomily.
"Those two relatives of yours! They're simply... Forget it, I'm not saying anything!" Li Poxiao gritted his teeth in fury, wearing an expression that clearly said no one surnamed Xia was any good.
"Ahem, there's no time to lose. The Ancient Immortal has already been waiting for quite a while, and we can't keep her waiting any longer. Whatever it is, let's put it aside and cool down for now. We'll settle it at the Hanging Hall meeting..." I chuckled inwardly. There's no need to bring it up face-to-face at the Hanging Hall. I'm afraid I'll be in trouble soon enough. Of course, if I told him now, Li Poxiao would definitely throw a fit and refuse to come along. So we could only mediate after everyone met.
"Then let's go!" Li Poxiao looked as if he couldn't be bothered to argue with me any longer and drifted lightly onto the Kun Peng.
Zhou Xuan watched Li Poxiao's face turn as dark as Lei Gong's. He was dressed entirely in black as well, looking as if he were headed to a funeral. Feeling that it was terribly inappropriate, she hurriedly said, "Poxiao, why don't you change your clothes?"
"I'm not changing. It's not as if we're going anywhere important!" Li Poxiao replied. Zhou Xuan gave me a bitter smile and shook her head, sending me a voice transmission to ask me to be more tolerant. I smiled and offered a few words of comfort before immediately taking Li Poxiao toward Wanxian Immortal City, the main city of the Jie Cult in