Bai Zhou said a simple sentence, but it instantly calmed Jian Ai's dispirited heart.
Jian Ai held the phone as her calm thoughts gradually returned. For some reason, she believed that Bai Zhou could help her.
On the other hand, Bai Zhou quickly dialed a number after hanging up.
The call was picked up quickly, and a cold and deep voice came from the other end. "What is it?"
Bai Zhou immediately exhaled lightly. This person's tone still carried an indifferent attitude that rejected people from a thousand miles away. Fortunately, Bai Zhou knew him very well. He immediately adjusted his emotions and said in a low voice, "I've found the Sect Master."
The person on the other end of the line caught his breath, and his tone finally fluctuated. "Really?"
"Of course. Finding the Sect Master is my responsibility as a prophet," Bai Zhou said.
"Does anyone else know?" The person on the other end of the phone asked.
