Qiu Wuji had not wanted to alert him, either, but she had no choice.
Once someone like Yan Qianlie decided to conceal himself completely, at least with everyone's current strength, they could not possibly locate him by sweeping their divine sense over the building from outside. They could only know he was here, not exactly where he was hiding.
Once they got within a certain distance, however, he could forget about evading their senses.
Scaring him away would actually work, too. If Yan Qianlie fled in fright, he would expose his location, and they could simply chase him. Of course, that was not a particularly good option, either. What if Yan Qianlie went berserk and started destroying things?
So after discussing it, Chu Ge and Qiu Wuji decided to pretend they knew nothing and enter without giving anything away, hoping Yan Qianlie could restrain his explosive temper and stay put.
Heaven knew, one of Chu Ge's concerns was that Yan Qianlie might harm him. The truth was precisely the opposite: right now, the people Yan Qianlie feared seeing most were Chu Ge and Qiu Wuji.
In his weakened state, how could he possibly survive an encounter with Qiu Wuji? And there was an unfathomable Father God besides!
As Yan Qianlie saw it, he had been like an old general on an opera stage last night, covered in flags.
Of two choices, he had followed one. Why did this one have to be connected to the Heavenly Dao, Father God, and Qiu Wuji? And he seemed so familiar with them, too, waving to Zhong Yi as soon as he came in. "Hey, Zhong, long time no see."
Zhong Yi greeted the Calabash Brothers with a smile, too. "You haven't been here in a while. With the heavy rain still coming down