Gu Zhan immediately stood up and said, "Tian Yu, gather everyone at once, we're heading to the Qianyu Sect."
"Gu Zhan," Mo Jingzhou hastily said, "don't be impulsive, wait for the full details first. The Qianyu Sect is not trivial; their strength and foundation are very strong. If Chen Xuannong is truly dead, then the Qianyu Sect is surely in a sensitive period. If you go now, it might lead to a bloody conflict. Please, don't be rash."
Gu Zhan calmly replied, "I don't care about all that. Not to mention the death of just one Chen Xuannong, even if the entire leadership of the Qianyu Sect perished, they have no right to take it out on my people!"
Mo Jingzhou shook his head helplessly.
Gu Zhan clasped his hands in respect and immediately turned to leave.
Watching Gu Zhan's departing figure, Mo Jingzhou sighed helplessly and said softly, "Thank goodness I'm about to die!"
An old servant who had been following Mo Jingzhou asked in confusion, "Master, why do you say that?"
