"Witch, are you sure about that person? Don't tell me he fooled you into coming here, then ran off himself."
"Angel's words may be crude, but the reasoning isn't. We need to guard against this sort of thing carefully. One misstep, and you could be doomed beyond redemption."
"If you don't trust me, why did you come at all?"
"That's not what we meant."
"Exactly, exactly. We're not doubting you. We're just worried that kid you mentioned doesn't have the guts."
"Humph!"
"Where did you two get the nerve?"
"..."
"..."
"Cut the nonsense. I've always believed that the enemy of my enemy is my friend. This isn't the boundless Starry Sky World of legend—there's nowhere to hide. Either we spend our lives being hunted down, or we turn over a new leaf and become masters of our own fate. Since we share a common enemy, he won't stand us up."
"Quiet! Someone's coming."
The second floor of Drunken Moon Tower.
As Qin Shaofeng came up the stairs, he heard several people talking.
Their words were vague.
But this was a public place, after all. If they truly dared to discuss things so casually, he would have to reconsider whether he should cooperate with them.
After all, now that he possessed the Spirit of Myriad Transformations divine pattern, surviving for more than two years in the Ruthless Dynasty would not be particularly difficult.
To put it plainly, he had come for only two reasons.
The actions of the Three Immortals Pavilion had provoked him, and his cultivation needs meant that the Three Immortals Pavilion could clearly bring him unimaginable benefits.
A blood feud?
That was merely Destroyer of Three Immortals' affair.
Before coming to Drunken Moon Tower, he had already changed his soul aura back.
The instant he stepped onto