A so-called miracle drug that could bring the dead back to life?
A so-called Innate Sword Dao Body?
In front of that person, they were probably nothing but insignificant little trinkets.
As long as he was here,
the sky wouldn't fall.
"Young miss seems... very confident?"
Golden Crocodile Douluo was shrewd with age and keenly sensed something unusual in Qian Renxue's mood.
By rights, in the face of such a sudden turn of events, Qian Renxue, as the commander, should have been more nervous than anyone else.
Yet her composure now was downright abnormal.
Qian Renxue withdrew her gaze and glanced at Golden Crocodile Douluo, offering no further explanation.
She couldn't exactly say that her so-called "master" had given her a pill to settle her nerves.
Although she didn't know that man's true identity,
her instincts told her
that even if a God King from the Divine Realm descended, he would still have to keep his head down in front of that person.
"I'm going back for a while."
Qian Renxue suddenly spoke.
Golden Crocodile Douluo froze. "Going back? Now? But the Golden List hasn't finished—"
"It's fine."
Qian Renxue waved a hand and turned toward the tents below the city, her steps light.
"There are a few things I'd like to ask him about."
"For now, leave the defenses here to the Second Worship."
Watching Qian Renxue walk away, Golden Crocodile Douluo and the elders around him exchanged puzzled glances.
At a time like this, the young miss still wanted to go back and ask for advice?
Ask whom?
That mysterious man in white who spent all day in the young miss's tent?
Curiosity filled everyone's hearts.
Ever since that man in white had arrived at Jialing Pass, he had kept to himself and never once shown his hand.