"Rest assured, Brother Luo. I understand that much."
Song Yaoguang naturally agreed with a cheerful smile.
As soon as she finished speaking, more than a dozen streaks of light descended around them, revealing over a dozen figures clad in black armor.
These people wore uniform armor, and all possessed auras above the Golden Immortal Realm. They were precisely King Black Weasel's most elite Black Weasel Army.
Immediately afterward, two more figures flashed into existence before the Black Weasel Army: a man and a woman.
The man was a handsome young man in his twenties, dressed in white robes and wearing a square headscarf. He held a white folding fan in his hand, clearly imitating King Black Weasel's scholarly attire.
The woman, meanwhile, had delicate features. Her eyes were shut tight as though she were blind, and her expression was as cold as an ice sculpture.
Both of them radiated the aura of Taiyi Cultivators, yet neither showed the slightest hostility.
"Thirteenth Prince, four fellow Daoists, my father has instructed me to receive you. Would you like to proceed directly to your residences and rest for a while?"
The White-robed Youth was King Black Weasel's third son, as well as his most talented offspring. He currently commanded the Black Weasel Army and held considerable status within the city.
However, he did not dare show Luo Hong and the others any arrogance now. Before he came, King Black Weasel had repeatedly instructed him that he had to befriend these people.
"It would be good to rest first. Though Shi Mou was not injured this time, I was frightened out of my wits for quite a while."
Shi Chuankong's thoughts were in turmoil at the moment, and he greatly needed some time alone, so he immediately nodded in reply.
"Li Mou is not