Xu Qi 'an didn't receive a reply from Wei Yuan. Instead, the Golden gongs arrived. One after another, powerful figures appeared on the seventh floor. Two of them were familiar faces.
Nangong qianrou and Zhang Kaitai.
"Wei gongzi, are you alright?"
A strong and burly golden gong with a purple-gold hammer in his hand scanned the surroundings with his big eyes as if he was facing a great enemy.
"We have failed in our duties and did not notice the invasion of the enemy. Please forgive us, Duke of Wei."
As Zhang Kaitai spoke, he spread out his spiritual power to sense the possible dangers and enemies.
Gradually, the experienced golden gongs noticed that something was wrong. First of all, with their Foundation in the spirit-refinement realm, if there was danger around them, their spiritual sense would give them feedback.
But there was nothing.
The entire noble spirit building was calm and peaceful, but the clerks inside the building were in a panic.
