The sight made everyone smile, and they finally felt at ease. Wen Qianhe walked over and gave Gu Jun a light pat on the shoulder, making him freeze.
After losing his family, Gu Jun had changed from his former gentle, friendly self into someone cold and distant. His body instinctively recoiled from such a familiar gesture.
But this time, he didn't push Wen Qianhe away too forcefully. He simply stiffened and silently took a couple of steps back. Then he lowered his head, turned, and left.
The others exchanged glances in turn, smiled, and said their goodbyes before leaving. Only Xiao Lian didn't look particularly relieved. But he always wore that expression, so no one paid it much attention as they went.
Before long, he was alone in the room, gazing out at the night. Deep in his eyes lay a rare trace of melancholy.
Because news of the Witch Spirit Sword had leaked, he had recently used a secret technique of the Golden Holy Dragon clan to survey this space. As expected, he discovered that there wasn't just one Chaos Celestial Venerable here.
In other words, besides Bai Zhancheng, someone else in this place had cultivation on par with his own.
He couldn't yet guess who the other person was. But it was reasonable to assume that anyone who had come hoping to obtain the Witch Spirit Sword would most likely be his opponent.
He wasn't overly worried about his own safety, but he wasn't alone. Zheng Shi'an, A Xuan, and the other brothers Bi Fan cared about were counting on him. If he failed to protect them, the same sort of thing that had happened with Mo Tian could happen again.
What worried him most was the possibility that Su Xingchen might use this to ally with another