After all, Qiaoqiao and Mu Rouxuan did not have a good relationship.
If he spoke up, would he provoke Qiaoqiao?
"Pacific face, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and save her!" Holy Son Miyan spoke first and waved his hand at the little stoic. "I'll pay you the consultation fee later."
"Can you be so kind?" Qiao Mu glanced at the Holy Son in confusion.
"Didn't you ask us to sign a contract previously, stating that we entered the secret realm and that our life and death had nothing to do with your temple?"
"We haven't entered the secret realm yet, right?" Holy Son Miyan argued.
Dying on the way to the secret realm, before even entering, could lead to complications if word got out.
The face of the Divine Palace would also darken!
Observing this, Qiao Mu nodded. "Since it's your request, alright."
Qiao Mu trotted over to Mu Rouxuan's side.
