Qin Sang hesitated. "With Senior Qingzhu's strength, even he perished in that place... That must mean it’s riddled with danger. But I’m only at the Foundation Building Realm…"0

"Qingzhu’s death was due to other reasons. However, that place is indeed located within the ancient hall of the Ziwei Palace's inner palace, and naturally, it's far from safe. If you're cowardly and cling to life…"0

Just as she was speaking, Granny Jing’s tone suddenly faltered. She turned her head sharply toward the entrance of the great hall, her brows gradually knitting together, as if she'd noticed something. After a moment’s contemplation, she pointed at the handsome young man Qin Sang was carrying and asked, "What do you plan to do with him?"0

"I—"0

Qin Sang opened his mouth to speak.0

Before he could answer, Granny Jing shook her head. "I don’t care what your intentions are. But let me give...0