Wu Tian hadn't expected them to actually send an envoy. He thought for a moment and asked, "What do you want me to do?" His tone was indifferent, as if such matters were no big deal in his eyes.
"I don't know either," Zheng Tianshi said from the other end of the line, shaking his head. He was happy to hear that Wu Tian's tone wasn't anxious. "Don't worry," he added, "someone will speak up for you."
"Whatever." Wu Tian truly didn't care. He had experienced far worse situations in the Immortal Emperor Realm. This incident was indeed serious, but for someone like him, who had weathered countless storms, it felt like nothing.
After talking with Zheng Tianshi for a while, he hung up and went to find a place to eat. He found a nice little food stall, only to discover the chef was in trouble.
"Can I give it a try?" Wu Tian asked.
