When Chiyou heard Xuan Yuanjun say he wanted to ask Zhu Qingquan for help, a moment's thought made him understand.
Rather than passing the message to them directly, Xuan Yuanjun would relay it indirectly through the Zhu Family. That could work.
Last time, when Zhu Qingquan said he would personally forge divine weapons, those Old Fools had reportedly gone scurrying over in delight.
Not all of them had gone, but most had attended in person.
So what he and Xuan Yuanjun could not accomplish, Zhu Qingquan, a neutral party, could.
After all, the Zhu Family lacked the strength to threaten their lives, so they had nothing to worry about.
Given Zhu Qingquan's relationship with Xuan Yuanjun, Chiyou believed Zhu Qingquan would certainly do him this favor.
"I hope you'll be there too," Xuan Yuanjun added.
"Rest assured, I'll certainly be there. I won't leave you embarrassed," Chiyou said mildly.
"Then it's settled. If you don't come, those fellows might not believe me, and I really would be left embarrassed." Xuan Yuanjun laughed.
Chiyou understood what Xuan Yuanjun meant. If he also agreed with Xuan Yuanjun, the others would not have too many doubts.
Now that they had reached an agreement, he did not keep Xuan Yuanjun any longer and escorted him out of the Forbidden Ground.
Xuan Yuanjun had now resumed Xun Wuying's appearance. For the time being, he still did not want others to know his identity.
The Demon God Sect's sect master waited in the distance, not daring to come too close.
"Before I leave, let me tell you something," Xuan Yuanjun said quietly. "Actually, I had no backup plan. If you'd attacked me in the Forbidden Ground, I really might not have been your match. Hahaha!"
Having said that, Xuan Yuanjun burst into laughter.
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