From deep within the clouds, the Skylink Monarch let out a derisive snort as he listened to Xuanyuan Mo Ze's voice. "Fine! One month later! I'll take your head off your neck at the mountain's summit!"
The voice echoed through the air until it faded. away. As a wisp of his divine sense dissipated, the pressure released by the Skylink Monarch also vanished.
From mid-air, Xuanyuan Mo Ze rode the Green Dragon to Feng Manor. When he arrived at the manor, he removed the protective shield with a flick of his sleeve. A green light circled above, then swooshed back to Xuanyuan Mo Ze's body. At the same time, he stepped on the gentle breeze and arrived at Feng Jiu's side.
Feng Jiu held his hand and then looked at Leng Hua and Du Fan. "Please handle the manor's affairs." She expected that Feng Manor would soon be bustling with visitors again.
"Yes." The two of them replied, and the rest of the group dispersed.
