Yang Ling stared at Zhang Wei's private chat messages several times.
Each of the four first-rate factions had sent a Fourth-Rank Grandmaster?
And one of them was Master Yun Ruo's mother?
"Zhao State really came fully prepared, and so did Rong State."
"Since both sides chose to cooperate this time, they must be eighty or ninety percent confident."
He did not believe the Star Sea Fishing Alliance could turn things around under the crushing pressure of two behemoths.
"But judging by Zhang Wei's description, Zhao State and Rong State probably intend to lead teams into Fire Cloud Cave as well."
A thought struck Yang Ling, and he replied to Zhang Wei:
[Yang Ling (Private Chat): I need to keep a low profile. Let's only contact each other through private chat. Don't look for me. I'm in disguise.]
[Zhang Wei (Private Chat): A disguise technique? Awesome. Looks like we'll be going down into Fire Cloud Cave too. Can you look after me a little when the time comes?]
[Yang Ling (Private Chat): Don't worry. I'll keep an eye on you.]
Zhang Wei nodded slightly, feeling somewhat more secure.
Given what he knew of Yang Ling's strength, he had an expert like that watching over him in secret, and his godfather looking after him openly.
Then on this trip... I might just gain something! Even a few scraps would bring me one step closer to regrowing my lost limb!
His gaze shifted downward, his eyes resolute.
Meanwhile, Hua Jinsong and the others followed the group of Rong Tribe experts with their eyes.
"The Heavenly Wolf Divine Weapon Armor... one of the Twelve Wolf Generals of the Rong Tribe's Heavenly Wolf Guard has come."
Old Tu and the others looked increasingly grave.
They not only traveled to Zhao State to sell