In the Preservation Hall.
No one dared to make a sound.
Although Lu Zhou's tone was as calm as usual, the killing intent it emitted was unmistakable.
"Master, are we still going to Jianbei Circuit?"
"Contact the White Tower Council. Meng Changdong, you'll stay back to keep an eye on the situation."
Meng Changdong and Si Wuya bowed at the same time, accepting their tasks.
After Si Wuya turned around and left, Meng Changdong set up the formation and brought the talismans out. Following that, he observed the situations at the four circuits one after another. It could be roughly seen that Jiangdong Circuit was under the greatest treasure.
Everyone in the hall quietly waited for Lu Zhou's decision.
At this time, Lu Zhou was counting his trump cards. He checked his merit points.
Merit points: 534,610
