This burden made Bo Yan feel breathless.
Looking at Su Mo again, his expression remained indifferent, as if he had long been accustomed to it.
He couldn't help but sigh:
"I understand, my lord."
"Mm."
Su Mo nodded:
"Furthermore, I will not accompany you in this battle.
"Among the Three Wonders and Five Elders, we now have Guiniang, Lord Ban Shu, you, and the Old Beggar, along with the soon-to-arrive Elder Yushu.
"The Five Elders have already gathered.
"Among the Three Wonders, Hua Junying, Wufeng, is my prisoner.
"Do you know who the remaining two are?"
"...Among the Sword and Blade, Sword Lord Qu Zhongzhi, isn't he a guest by your side?"
Bo Yan raised his head to look at Su Mo, somewhat puzzled.
"When did I..."
Su Mo paused here for a moment:
"Are you talking about that white-clothed Swordsman?"
"...Isn't he the guest you've left behind?"
Bo Yan was also wide-eyed.
"He's the Longmen eleventh Jing... and turns out to be the Sword Lord?"
