Luo Lao Er said urgently, "Uncle, believe me. Luo Zang will never let the Feng Lei Clan off, and neither will Mu Jun."
Feng Lei Guan Qin said solemnly, "I already have a way to meet Luo Jun. As long as I can see him, I'm confident I can protect the Feng Lei Clan. At worst, we can give up our foundation. Besides, didn't you say Luo Zang was also captured by Tu Shuangshuang? Just because you're fine doesn't mean he is."
Luo Lao Er fell silent. That was true. Perhaps Tu Shuangshuang had killed Luo Zang. After all, Luo Zang and he weren't on the same level.
Lu Yin withdrew his domain. The Feng Lei Clan hadn't reached the depths of despair yet. The plan he and Wang Wen had discussed required the clan to be completely desperate. In that case, he would wait.
If Wang Wen's guess was right, Mu Jun was in a hurry to reach an agreement with some space-time and send Xia Shenji back. They wouldn't have much time to gather the resources on the list, so Mu Mansion would make another move soon.
Actually, Lu Yin could have disguised himself as someone from Mu Mansion and pressured the Feng Lei Clan, or forced Old Madam Mu to act. But since he was sure Mu Jun would make a move, he decided not to interfere. Sometimes, the fewer moves one made, the less likely one was to expose oneself.
With nothing else to do, Lu Yin decided to take a look at the calligraphy. It was amazing to find ancient writing from the Fifth Continent at the Six Directions Dojo.
Meanwhile, beneath a golden sky, the land, clouds, rivers, and seas had all been dyed gold, radiating supreme majesty. People in golden robes cultivated solemnly,