"You needn't put it that way. You simply wanted me to stand on the same front as your Lu Family," Xu Zimo replied calmly.
"That was indeed my intention, but it is also the truth," Lu Nanyi replied.
"What does Young Master intend to do? If you fear the Immortal Clan, then let us each flee for our own lives.
"There may still be a sliver of hope."
"Fear is hardly the issue," Xu Zimo said, shaking his head.
"Very well. Then I shall wait here for three days and see whether the Immortal Race comes."
After saying this, Xu Zimo sheathed his blade and rose. More than half of the royal city had now been reduced to ruins.
He stood in the air, then simply sat cross-legged in the void.
Lu Nanyi did not leave either. She waited below. Though many people in the royal city were curious, none dared approach.
Xu Zimo sat in the void for an entire day and night. After making a great circuit, the lingering glow of sunset shone down once more.
Ripples began to spread through the void before him.
When Xu Zimo looked up, he saw a black-robed figure standing before him.
"Your Yueyang Tower wishes to meddle in this as well?" Xu Zimo asked.
Feeling the powerful killing intent surrounding the other party, his identity needed no explanation.
"No, no, no. I came for you, Young Master," the black-robed figure said with a smile, shaking his head.
"May I ask whether Young Master has any interest in joining our Yueyang Tower?"
"Young Master need not rush to refuse. If you agree, you may directly become the tower master of Yueyang Tower's branch in this royal city.
"And as for the Immortal Clan, we will settle them for you," the black-robed figure