On the first day at the White Cloud Sect, Gu Sheng led everyone and closed the door with the Xuan Iron.
In a room that never saw daylight, Bai Yu sighed repeatedly in despair.
"Gu Sheng, why are you in such a hurry? We haven't sensed King Luo's movements yet. Can't we enjoy a few days? Our White Cloud Sect has plenty of wine and food. You haven't even tasted a bit, aren't you tempted?"
"I'm not like you, so greedy. Plus, we have no news of King Luo. No one knows if he's taken action yet. What if he's already on the way, and we haven't made something to break the soft armor? Do you want to watch the White Cloud Sect be attacked?"
After Gu Sheng spoke, Lan Yao laughed and said, "Bai Yu, this is your own sect. Aren't you concerned? Do you believe if I tell your father, he'll discipline you with family rules?"
Upon hearing this, Bai Ri rolled his eyes at him.
"My father would never do that. Stop trying to scare me with this."
