Help...
Ning Zheng picked up a cup of tea again, showing a look of contemplation.
He was in no rush to take action, after all, the way he should help still needed to be discussed.
The Night Emperor, despite appearing pitiful, wasn't necessarily about to die.
This guy was clever.
He had many tricks up his sleeve, and he might have some deep resources and backup plans, but just didn't want to show them, so he called for help; this possibility existed too.
Although Ning Zheng already had a rough plan in mind, he still looked to Jiucai Rong and others beside him, checking for any overlooked details: "What do you say, what should the Manor Master do?"
Huh??
Jiucai Rong heard the news of the Night Emperor begging for help next door.
Then he looked at the Night Emperor on this side, showing great divine might, almost sweeping across the Nine-State, and felt speechless.
This damn...
