Qu Wangxi of the Pine Mountain Sect said, "Brother Sun is hosting, so we will definitely attend. Friends from the Southern Lands, stay in the Divine Capital a few more days as well."
"Of course, of course," the people of the Mo Kingdom said.
The group chatted for a while. Then Sun Qingtian approached with his people, warmly throwing an arm around Li Qingxian's shoulders. As they talked, he gradually led him away from the others before finally lowering his voice. "Brother Ye..."
Sun Qingtian suddenly stopped. A man in his twenties calling a sixteen- or seventeen-year-old kid brother seemed a little...
The next instant, Sun Qingtian's expression did not change as he said, "Little Brother Ye, where do we go next? We want to follow you, but we're afraid something might go wrong."
Li Qingxian nodded. "Snakes have snake paths, rats have rat trails. We already have our own road. If we forcibly join together, once our fortunes become tangled, no one knows whether it will trigger some eerie incident. Think about it—why was this game so difficult? Because more and more people gathered together."
Sun Qingtian sighed. "That's true. I'm afraid of that too. Your route is going perfectly well, but if we join and cause trouble, you might be able to escape, while we would have a hard time getting out."
Li Qingxian said, "It's not that I'm being ungenerous. My abilities are limited; I can only protect this many people. Any more, and there's no guarantee. Your fortune is already strong, and you have the help of your father, perhaps even your grandmaster. Nothing will basically happen to you."
The burly Sun Qingtian grinned. "Right. When it comes to cultivation, I rely on real ability, but things as mysterious as fortune depend more or less on