Gao Wen cursed under his breath, "Damn it. They could have held it sooner or later, yet they had to pick this exact time..."
Hearing that,
Jiang Yuechu instantly understood what he meant.
It was held on the same scale as the Peach Banquet.
That meant the Buddhist Sect's territory at present—especially the location of the Eight-Treasure Merit Pool—would surely be guarded as tightly as an iron drum.
They had thought they could avoid the Peach Banquet, when the Buddhist Sect's defenses would be weak, and fish in troubled waters.
Who could have expected that the Buddhist Sect was now holding a Gratitude Assembly as well...
Jiang Yuechu calmly put those thoughts away, then strode straight ahead.
"We're already here. Let's take a look first."
"..."
Gao Wen stared at her retreating figure in astonishment... No, what was this? At a time like this, this girl was actually telling him how to do things?
Qiu Yinong hurriedly tugged at Gao Wen's sleeve.
"Senior Brother Gao, Fellow Daoist Jiang is right. Standing here won't accomplish anything. Let's first find somewhere to settle down, then figure out how to contact Senior Brother Chu and the others before making a decision."
"I... I meant the same thing."
Gao Wen's expression stiffened. He hastily shook off Qiu Yinong's hand from his sleeve.
Turning three steps into two, he quickly caught up, forcibly passed Jiang Yuechu, and walked at the very front, leading the way with a cold face.
Watching this, Qiu Yinong sighed helplessly and could only hurry after them.
The three passed through streets and alleys. Rather than entering any conspicuous inns or restaurants, they found a secluded inn to stay in.
They booked a quiet room.
The instant they entered.
Gao Wen shut the door behind them.
His ten fingers flew as