Not long after they entered the grasslands, Dongling Rui led several people to meet them.
"Hall Master Ji Mo Ya, you've had a long journey. Thank you for your hard work, and the same goes for all of you."
Dongling Rui smiled at Ji Mo Ya and the others, then clasped his hands in greeting.
He couldn't help feeling pleased. These were all cultivation resources delivered right to his doorstep.
Then he spotted his wounded disciple, and a flash of coldness passed through his eyes.
But the people from King Biancheng Hall were already dead men in his eyes, so there was no need to hold a grudge against them.
The moment he had seen them appear, he had sent word at once.
He had told Dongling Heng, Dongling Qing, and the others, lying in wait in the distance, to hurry over.
Earlier, he had worried that bringing too many people would scare off the prey from King Biancheng Hall.
If they failed to wipe them all out, they wouldn't be able to complete the task Jiang Liu had entrusted to them.
Ji Mo Ya looked at Dongling Rui and asked in confusion, "And you are?"
Although he didn't know Yuwen Kuo, he had heard Yuwen Dong describe Yuwen Kuo's appearance.
So he knew the man standing before him definitely wasn't Yuwen Kuo.
Yet the aura coming from him was that of the Saint Realm, which left Ji Mo Ya puzzled.
Dongling Rui had just received a reply from Dongling Heng. He looked at Ji Mo Ya and said coolly, "I'm Dongling Rui."
"Dongling Rui? You're Dongling Rui of King Chujiang Hall?" Ji Mo Ya blurted out in surprise.
"Then why are you the one here to receive me? Where's Yuwen Kuo?"
Realizing something was amiss, Ji Mo Ya immediately