"Beard, what's the situation? If you've seen enough, let me take a look!"
In the city not far from the mountain peak where the Wuji Sect is located, a middle-aged man with a square face looked somewhat anxious as he urged the young man with a beard in front of him at the top-floor window of the eight-story pavilion.
"Why are you in such a hurry? It's just the beginning; can't see too much yet, but I feel that the Wuji Sect is unlikely to win."
The young man with the beard ignored the request from the middle-aged man behind him to change the single-tube telescope and voiced his current judgment on the battle situation on the far-off mountain peak.
"What about the Wuji Sect Leader? Did he die on the bone ship?"
The middle-aged man with glasses beside him, who seemed gentle, continued to ask the bearded young man who was observing from afar. He was evidently aware of the reckless act of the Wuji Sect Leader rushing onto the enemy's flying ship alone not long ago.
