Huai Qian was the foreign scholar who had come to the Northern Complete Reed Continent from another continent, and he had gotten swept up in this calamity under rather inexplicable circumstances.3

In any case, Liu Guibao was very fond of him, particularly the way that he tried to pretend to be an experienced and knowledgeable cultivator that was wise beyond his years. It was adorably foolish and naive.0

Perhaps it was because Liu Guibao was too shrewd and intelligent from a young age, but she had quickly grown fond of this young scholar who was a polar opposite to herself.0

Just as her mistress said, if one had to think of many reasons for why they liked someone, then they didn't truly like that person, and they should hurry up and like someone else.0

Whenever Sun Qing became inebriated after a few drinks, she would always tell this prized disciple of hers about Liu Jinglong. In the process, she would unconsciously put out colloquial nuggets of wisdom like this from time to time, and that was very adorable in Liu Guibao's eyes as well.0

Meanwhile, the discussion between the six people on the other side of the bridge continued. They had agreed on who to kill, and now, it was time to decide how those people would be killed and by who.0

Some of the smarter ones here could most likely already sense the impending peril.0

Liu Guibao turned to look at everyone, and it seemed that there weren't many smart ones among them.0

Meanwhile, a man was sitting on his own on the riverbank, feeling absolutely petrified.0

He was making sure to keep his distance from everyone else. He was all on his own, and he could already count himself extremely fortunate not to have perished in the earlier battle.0

The man was wearing a pair of extremely well-worn boots, boots that would've been a familiar sight to Chen Ping'an.3

Right at this moment, someone yelled through their mind's lake that the six people had been convinced by Zhan Qing to kill all of the vagrant cultivators in the small world first.0

No one knew if this...0