"Ah!"
Zeng Qingfeng froze. He truly understood Xu Yi less and less. What made Xu Yi trust him so completely?
Bai Jizi wanted to say something, but Xu Yi gave him a light glance, and he fell silent.
Qin Kong and the others were utterly despondent. Even if they were headed to heaven, as long as Xu Yi was there, it would be no different from hell. Xu Yi said they were leaving, so they would follow. Their hearts held only sorrow, not joy.
With Zeng Qingfeng leading the way, they flew west for over a hundred li before stopping. On the cliff where the water met the sky, a palace had appeared.
The palace glittered with a mysterious light. In this ancient, desolate secret realm, the sight of a palace stirred even Qin Kong and the others, whose hearts had been utterly despondent.
Zeng Qingfeng pointed at the palace. "That palace sometimes emits demonic sounds. I discovered it long ago, but never dared to enter. What do you think, Brother Xu?"
"Brother Bai, what do you think?"
The smile at the corner of Xu Yi's mouth grew wider and wider.
Bai Jizi stared blankly at the palace for a long while, then sent a faint voice transmission. "Compared with them, our methods really are crude."
Just then, Qin Kong sent a voice transmission. "Brother Xu, something feels off to me. That palace perched on the cliff just doesn't fit. Could it be running the same kind of scam as you?"
Having been burned once already, Qin Kong was highly alert. He hurriedly sent Xu Yi a voice transmission—not to show off his cleverness, but to curry favor.
Xu Yi glanced at Qin Kong and sent back, "As long as you know what's going on. Pass the word along: everyone