Though it would be extremely dangerous, just like every warrior they had encountered before, and though they would certainly affect one another to some extent, in the end, they would surely turn misfortune into fortune and claim victory.
Daoist Yangmei stopped speaking then. He was no longer as especially languid as before either, but straightened up, looked at Qin Xi, and said, "Then when do we set out?"
Because he knew Ancestor Hongjun had already arrived, the time for them to go to North Goose City to find the Masked Man was no longer far off.
Qin Xi had already made up his mind. He looked at Daoist Yangmei and said, "In that case, of course we should set out as soon as possible. No time like the present—tomorrow it is."
Daoist Yangmei had still been clinging to a bit of hope before this, but he had not expected Qin Xi to be so decisive and efficient, setting the time directly for tomorrow.
When Qin Xi made the final decision, he looked at the two of them and said, "It's fine. Believe me. I won't die."
Because what the two of them were truly thinking about was that the Masked Man and Qin Xi were connected by the same line, and they were also afraid Qin Xi would truly be greatly affected.
But Qin Xi had directly said the words, "It's fine. I won't die," and that really left the two of them at a bit of a loss for how to respond.
The atmosphere between them truly became extremely oppressive.
After a long while, Ancestor Hongjun, utterly exhausted, returned to his bed.
What had originally been a very spacious room now had another bed added to it, making the room seem truly crowded, but he lay down on the