"You're already fighting?"
Zhang Huan was greatly surprised. Although he had thought that the two great sects would one day start a war because of the Yong An Hall, he did not expect that day to come so soon.
"That's right. But for the time being, it's only small-scale friction. We haven't invested in our main disciples." Bai Yao smiled faintly. "So, do you know what you should do?"
"Yes."
Zhang Huan quickly cupped his hands. "I will instruct the Zhang clan's relatives and the clans that are close to us to help the Gu Demon Sect."
"Very good."
Bai Yao put down the grape skewers in her hand, this way, she could return after attending the Gu Dao convention.
The capital was a boring place. It was better to go back and fight with the Gu Immortal Sect's people, and she might even run into that person.
Right at this time, a voice came from outside.
