Outside Nebula Manor, a light-blue nebula barrier stood quietly.
Quila stood at the edge of the barrier, the virtual watch on his wrist flickering with a faint glow. He tapped the watch face with his fingertip and reported in a deep voice to the other end of the light screen, his tone respectful yet unable to hide a trace of urgency. "Teacher, I have already gone to Nebula Manor to visit. Lu Yuan left a message saying that he is currently out handling business and will contact us himself later."
As his words fell, the image on the virtual light screen twisted slightly, and Raymond's white-haired, white-bearded face appeared.
The old man was sitting upright in a quiet chamber of the Temple of Time, his fingertips unconsciously touching the Space-Time Jade Pendant at his waist. The instant he heard this, his originally calm brows suddenly furrowed, a cold glint flashed through his deep eyes, and even the faint fluctuations of time around him abruptly froze for a moment.
As a Star Dome Realm powerhouse who had lived for tens of thousands of years, what winds and waves had he not seen?
Lu Yuan's little hidden thoughts were practically clear as day in his eyes.
"Heh. He's treating us as a backup."
Raymond gave a cold laugh. His voice was low, yet carried an unquestionable sharpness, and his gaze was as keen as a hawk's, as if it could pierce through space-time and see Lu Yuan's tracks. "How is he out handling business? In my view, that boy has most likely already set off and is on his way to the Extreme Ice Temple right now."
When Quila heard this, his pupils shrank slightly. Then realization dawned on him, and he quickly nodded in agreement, his face full of admiration. "So