In the blink of an eye, another three days passed.
Yet the tense standoff within Tushan had not eased in the slightest. Although Great Sage Juling Xiong Cheng understood that, with the Fox Clan deliberately protecting them, it would be difficult for them to find another chance to kill Ye Zhen and abduct Hu Qingtong, they could only wait for Ninth Elder Hu Buding to return.
But if they simply gave up like this, then in Great Sage Juling Xiong Cheng's eyes, that would be voluntarily admitting defeat. The Bear Clan could bleed when doing things, but they would never admit defeat.
Thus, even though this standoff served no purpose at all, Great Sage Juling Xiong Cheng continued to persist, displaying his unyielding attitude.
Under such circumstances, coupled with the protection of the ancient strange vine, the Candle Tear Vine, around Hu Qingtong's little courtyard, the Bear Clan Dao Realm experts stationed nearby to watch her courtyard had little motivation left.
After all, every time they peered in with their divine senses, the other side discovered them. There was no point in wasting effort.
Now, they merely used their divine senses to spy once or twice each morning and evening as a token gesture, expressing their attitude and making their presence known.
As for Ninth Elder Hu Buding and Clan Head Tu Zheng, neither had returned yet.
However, although the pressure on Ye Zhen's side had lessened, he did not relax his vigilance in the slightest. All the necessary disguises and illusions remained in place, without a single flaw exposed.
That night, within Clan Head Tu Zheng's residence, Tu Fu, the Fox Clan Dao Realm expert who had been personally protecting Eldest Son Tu Jinggao, suddenly received an urgent message from home.
After taking only one glance at it, Tu