But now, Tong Fang was hoping Uncle Yin would send word, telling him the job was done and the terrifying fiend had been dealt with.
However, he had sent word thirteen times, and the other side still hadn't replied. The immense pressure weighed on him until he could barely breathe.
After putting away the Ruyi Pearl, Tong Fang paced around the office like a headless fly, muttering, "If only I'd known. I knew it. Xu Yi wasn't easy to deal with. Before he even joined Two Forget Peak, who could've stepped forward and taken him down? Uncle Yin, the Pang Family—I see they're all just empty reputations, empty reputations..."
"Stop scaring yourself!"
Du Fei barked, "Xu isn't some three-headed, six-armed monster. The Pang Family didn't just send Bai Menghui; they also sent the Four Generals of the Clouds. They're all top-tier experts. What's Xu Yi got? Unless he's the old man in the sky's own son, I refuse to believe it."
With a creak, the door swung open. A voice said, "All right, you may leave. I'll have a word with them."
"Understood!"
With another creak, the door shut.
Tong Fang, Du Fei, and Mu Yu stood rooted to the spot as if they'd been hit with a body-binding spell. They didn't even dare look back.
Mu Yu was shaking like a leaf, muttering nonstop, "It's fine, it's fine. I'm dreaming. I'm dreaming. This has to be a dream. Look, the sunlight has no warmth, and everything around me is an illusion..."
"Greetings, Venerable Master Xu!"
Du Fei suddenly fell to his knees, his face alight with joy. "Ever since Venerable Master displayed your divine might, you've had little time to be close with us brothers. That you've come to visit us today fills us with endless gratitude."
"That's right,