You wanted a Spirit cultivator to break up a battle between core formation cultivators?
No matter how respectful Jin Chuan's attitude was or how tactful his words, his meaning was crystal clear:
"You manage all affairs in Juebi City and maintain order within the city. Are you going to handle this matter or not?"
Geng Fu felt his head spinning, cold sweat streaming down again with a swish. The human mind was a strange thing. Having echoed those words, he looked again at the increasingly fierce scene outside and genuinely felt that Tianyi Tower, which he had run for decades, was now hanging by a thread. Yet more perilous than Tianyi Tower was his own little life!
No matter which great lord he offended, he would come to no good end today...
He was surprised he had not yet crumpled to the floor. All he could do was pull out a handkerchief and wipe himself repeatedly. "Disaster, disaster!"
What kind of disaster it was, Manager Geng ultimately could not tell. That was because Yu Ci gave no response at all.
Yu Ci had been watching the battle in the empty sky beyond the railing the entire time, even when Jin Chuan sought his guidance. Jin Chuan waited to see him make a fool of himself, unaware that what turned in Yu Ci's mind had nothing whatsoever to do with the preceding matter.
At that moment, Yu Ci was wondering: What exactly was the relationship between Lu Mingyue and Monk Yi Xin? Were they merely drinking-and-meat companions, or was Lu Mingyue a key figure connected to the unrest in the Rift of Heavens?
Yu Ci believed Monk Yi Xin had companions. Judging from what he had experienced beneath the Rift of Heavens, one of them might even have been an expert