Zhou Yu's heart stirred.
He knew that the serious matter was approaching.
Zhou Yu immediately stood up.
"Fine."
"I'll trouble Brother Black Python to lead the way."
Black Python glanced deeply at Zhou Yu and then led him toward the palace.
Before long, Zhou Yu once again arrived at Mrs. Mu's palace.
This time, the palace was somewhat different from before.
In the originally empty hall, there were a few stone chairs added.
On the stone chairs, aside from Mrs. Mu, there were three unfamiliar people.
One of them was entirely dressed in a huge black robe, completely concealing his figure; Zhou Yu couldn't even see his face.
Another was of short stature, draped in a blood-red robe, also not showing his face, but from his body emanated a terribly cold Yin Qi.
The last one was a beautiful woman.
Her appearance was almost identical to that of the Human Race.
It was unsurprising; she should indeed be from the Human Race.
