"I may need to remind you of something..."
In the Ancient Past Forget-Worry Pavilion, Kong Yuhen rarely took the initiative to break the silence as he watched Xu Xiaoshou sit cross-legged in enlightenment.
Only after Ba Zunan and Mei Suren looked over did he point outside. "Something probably happened out there."
Mei Suren immediately thought of Hua Changdeng.
Xu Xiaoshou had told him earlier that Hua Changdeng would arrive before long, but he had not expected it to happen so quickly.
Xu Xiaoshou was still in enlightenment, and Ba Zunan had to stand guard over him, wary of whether Kong Yuhen had some hidden scheme.
Who could handle Hua Changdeng? "He is not one to slaughter the innocent..."
Leaning against the doorway, Ba Zunan murmured softly. Yet after finishing that sentence, he fell silent himself.
That was the impression he had of Hua Changdeng from thirty years ago.
But times had changed. Whether an old friend remained the same was another matter entirely.
Not to mention that, by his reckoning, Hua Changdeng was far from the only one descending to the lower realm this time. Ancestor God was coming too. These people had to be plotting something.
Therefore, there was no way Hua Changdeng would be good-tempered enough to wait ten days or half a month while the others had yet to arrive—he would have to be forced out!
In other words, when Kong Yuhen said something had happened, he was not merely referring to Hua Changdeng's arrival. Perhaps someone had already fallen?
"Ba Zunan..."
Mei Suren rose from before the tea table and looked over gravely, unable to make up his mind for a moment.
On one hand, he knew that the ones protecting the world now were no longer the Holy Spirit Hall. Dao Qiongchang had sunk beneath