Zang Peng knew this fire was definitely related to Ning Xuan, though he had no idea what the man was up to.
"That won't do!"
"Just give up!"
"But rest assured, we will make sure you compete on time."
This time, Zang Peng received a response, but he couldn't feel happy about it at all.
It was bad enough that Ning Xuan had entered the Holy Realm, but to think he could also get such powerful cultivators to serve him!
Zang Peng felt an unprecedented pressure. He uncharacteristically softened his stance, "Everyone, I promise not to ruin his plans. I can swear it on my Divine Soul!"
They ignored him, their attention fixed on the ever-growing fire.
"Young Master, have we gotten ourselves into trouble?"
In the Zhang Family residence, a burly man looked at the half-red sky and asked Zhang Yi.
Zhang Yi didn't reply. He had withdrawn into himself.
If he had known they were going to play for such high stakes, he would never have cooperated.
