"But I still have to remind you, Brother Dugu: if the Sword God Family hasn't made up its mind yet, I advise the Sword God Family not to wade into this muddy water this time." Li Jiuge said with a light laugh.
Dugu Yitian froze for a moment in thought, then smiled and said, "I understand."
Li Jiuge gave a mysterious smile.
And from beginning to end, an unshakable gloom lingered on Lan Yuxin's face.
As time passed bit by bit, more and more Warriors gathered in Dushan City.
Dushan City had originally been a tiny backwater City on the Nanzhou Continent where not even birds bothered to shit, but in just half a month's time, this place had gathered more than five hundred thousand Warriors.
Fate Inn's business was booming; a single room had been driven up to sky‑high prices.
"Only one day left, and Lin Bai still hasn't shown up?"
"Maybe he ran."
"I'd guess he ran. A mere Warrior daring to challenge the Poison God Clan is simply asking to die."
