"What should we do now?" Zhao Feiyu no longer paid attention to the Fire Qilin's words. Now that they were here, they could only focus on what lay ahead, as to what might happen in the ruins, they couldn't know at this moment.
The only thing they could do was pray for Wang Zhan, hoping he might safely escape danger.
Nearby, the Sword Spirit slightly furrowed his brow. After hesitating for a while, he clenched his fist and spoke: "I want to stay here and keep waiting for Wang Zhan. I believe he'll come out soon and join us. If we don't see him within a year, I'll return to the Tian Pavilion and make new arrangements for everyone."
