"Are you asking me to help the Celestial Secret Tower?"
The scene was quite peculiar at this moment. Han Yu stood with a strange expression on his face, while under the tree, a poor fellow hung upside down. Ji Wushi held a stick used for stirring manure, waving it in front of the unfortunate person.
Tu Xingsun stared straight at the stick, fearing that something on it might accidentally fling into his mouth.
Although Han Yu had previously stopped his actions, Tu Xingsun knew well what kind of person Ji Wushi was. This guy was crafty, otherwise, so many Evil Cultivators wouldn't have fallen for his tricks.
However, Han Yu didn't seem concerned about this at the moment. Instead, he looked at Ji Wushi with a perplexed expression.
What did this guy just say? Asking him to help the Celestial Secret Tower.
"This doesn't fit your character!"
As a former member of the Four Gentlemen of the Evil Path, Han Yu found it hard to believe these words could come out of Ji Wushi's mouth.
