Hearing Lu Ye say this, Yu Daiwei thought for a moment, then turned and instructed Dao Thirteen, "Don't go into this house. At any other time, the moment he shows himself, follow him. You must not leave his side for even a single step!"
"Yes." Dao Thirteen answered as dully as ever.
"Behave yourself!" Yu Daiwei shot him a teasing glance, then turned and headed toward the Secret Realm's exit. It looked like she truly intended to leave.
Lu Ye stepped forward to follow her.
Naturally, Yu Daiwei knew what he meant and did not stop him.
A moment later, the Secret Realm's exit opened. Yu Daiwei flashed through it and vanished. Once she disappeared, the exit swiftly closed again.
Lu Ye turned to look at Dao Thirteen beside him and silently calculated the odds of killing him if he used the Dragon Seat.
He did not know which level of the Divine Sea Realm Dao Thirteen was at, but he could be certain that he was weaker than Yu Daiwei.
Yet after looking at the other man's solid, sturdy build, Lu Ye gave up on the idea.
Facing a Divine Sea Realm cultivator like this head-on would be far too difficult for him. Even if he somehow succeeded and killed Dao Thirteen, it would not help much with his plan to escape. He would still be trapped within this Secret Realm.
But the Venerable Lord was gone. Yu Daiwei was gone. Only Dao Thirteen remained—and he did not look particularly bright.
The opportunity he had waited for so long had finally arrived!
Previously, Yu Daiwei had remained in this Nameless Secret Realm, making many things inconvenient for Lu Ye to do. But how could he possibly resign himself to his fate?
During the past few days of captivity, he