The storyteller smiled and said, “The Great Ming King has to deal with those invincible gods and demons at the front line. How can he stay in the quest realm every day? Even if he stays, he might not know what’s going on down there. He might not care about it. Even if he does, it might not be useful!”
”...”
The storyteller kept on talking and lamenting. He said that Su Yu’s life was coming to an end.
At the same time, people were talking everywhere, not just in the Tian du mansion.
On the third floor of the restaurant.
In a large private room, a few people were drinking wine and eating food.
Listening to the noise below, a middle-aged man in the middle said calmly, “Old Zhu, did you get someone to spread the word? It makes people anxious. There’s no need for that!”
Zhu Tiandao was also present during the banquet, but he was not the main seat.
