"Whether it works or not, we can only force our way through now. With more people, it should go faster," Mo Pozheng said.
"It seems that is our only option. We understand the Imperial Remnant Manor's formations better than Feng He does, so we should be able to speed things up somewhat. However, toward the end, I'm afraid we will need everyone's strength to break through the Grand Formations beyond at the smallest cost." As Pang Ji spoke, he glanced at everyone present.
"Huo Lian?" Wu Xuancang looked at Huo Lian, hoping he would refuse.
Huo Lian's status and strength gave his words considerable weight.
If Huo Lian could support him and stand on his side, there was still hope.
Huo Lian fell silent for a moment, then looked at Feng He. After some thought, he said, "Xuanyuan Xing acted far too dishonorably in this matter."
Hearing this, Wu Xuancang understood Huo Lian's decision. He intended to join Feng He's group.
Upon hearing Huo Lian's words, Pang Ji could not help laughing aloud. "Huo Lian, aren't you afraid you'll end up sewing someone else's wedding gown?"
"Hmph, mind your own affairs," Huo Lian said with a cold snort.
Of course, he understood what Pang Ji meant: the matter of Feng He threatening him.
"In that case, count me in," Leng Guhan said.
"Leng Guhan?" Wu Xuancang could not help turning to look at him.
"Since everyone is so interested, I would also like to have a look at the Imperial Remnant Manor's Half a Longevity Pill," Baili Zhen said with a smile.
Although Du Fuzhou said nothing, almost everyone simply ignored him.
In the others' eyes, whether he went or stayed no longer mattered.
"You people really are..." For a moment, Wu Xuancang did not know what to say.
"Xuanyuan