Ao Cunxin was utterly baffled.
After all, since ancient times, there had been no connection whatsoever between the Dragon Race and the Chan Sect.
Why would Randeng want to harm the Dragon Race?
Just as she was pondering this in her heart,
Gu Changqing beside her also seemed to wake up from his deep drunkenness.
"Ugh... Who is making such a racket and disturbing this deity's pleasant dream?"
Gu Changqing looked outside with an expression of utter impatience.
Hearing this, Ao Cunxin's eyes lit up brightly.
If she could obtain the assistance of her own master, wouldn't things be twice as effective with half the effort?
Previously, even Laozi, who was a Sage, had to return defeated in front of Gu Changqing.
Dealing with a Daoist Randeng would simply be even more effortless.
Right away, Ao Cunxin hurriedly informed Gu Changqing of Ao Guang's previous roar.
"Master Changqing, for some unknown reason, that Randeng has suddenly attacked our Dragon Race."
"If Master can help, I... I am willing to serve by Master's side forever."
Ao Cunxin said this without the slightest hesitation.
However, who would have expected-
Upon hearing Ao Cunxin's words, Gu Changqing remained noncommittal.
"Heh, Randeng..."
He murmured with an inexplicable tone.
Afterwards, he actually continued to maintain his lazy and carefree posture, picking up his Wine Gourd.
Immediately, he began to drink it in large, hearty gulps.
Seeing this, Ao Cunxin grew extremely anxious.
What did Gu Changqing mean by this?
Could it be that he was unwilling to step out and protect the Dragon Race?
Or could it be... that he was afraid of offending the Chan Sect further because of this matter?
It was no wonder Ao Cunxin would harbor such thoughts.
After all, within the Primordial World, all living beings swept only the snow