Though his voice was calm, everyone sensed the gravity beneath it.
Xing Huaian frowned and asked, "Prefecture Lord, has something changed on the front lines?"
Zhou Xun shook his head and said slowly, "Something more troublesome than the war."
"I have offended Prince of Xiping. He is a prince of Great Jin; with his capabilities, we naturally cannot remain in Great Jin!"
Naturally, Zhou Xun could not tell them about Fang Jiuzun. Otherwise, who knew how many traitors would emerge from among them?
After all, human nature could not withstand testing.
"What?!" Yuan Pan'er's expression changed. "Prince of Xiping is ranked second among Great Jin's Ten Great Cultivators, and he is also a royal prince."
"If he truly means to deal with you, Junior Brother, then wouldn't that mean..."
She did not finish her sentence, but everyone understood the danger within it.
Zhou Jinsong clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. "Revered Teacher, this disciple is willing to face the enemy alongside you!"
Zhou Xun shook his head. "This is not something you can interfere in. Our most urgent task is to leave Great Jin as quickly as possible."
Xing Huaian pondered for a moment before saying, "Prefecture Lord, if we all leave, then Ape Cry Mountain's foundation will..."
"A foundation can be rebuilt, but one only has one life." Zhou Xun's gaze was resolute. "I have decided. We leave at once and return to the Eastern Wasteland."
Everyone fell silent, but no one objected.
Zhou Xun looked at Zhou Jinsong. "Jinsong, arrange for everyone to pack their belongings. We depart in a quarter of an hour."
"Yes!" Zhou Jinsong clasped his fists and accepted the order.
He then turned to Xing Huaian and Yuan Pan'er. "Daoist Xing, Pan'er, you will organize the treasury. Take everything that can be taken.