Zhan Beiye spoke.
He had seen the drama of fathers killing their sons before, having personally experienced it himself, hadn't he?
"If you're going to the Thousands of Demons Sect in the Qianyuan Plane, you could take Wan Yu with you and avenge him along the way. What do you think?" he suggested.
"That's doable."
An Jiuyue raised her hand, touching her chin, and nodded in agreement.
Nobody knew what the situation with the Thousands of Demons Sect was like; she hadn't been there before. That person named Wan Yu could exactly lead the way for them, and in return, they could help avenge Wan Yu's grievances. It was mutually beneficial.
"Are we leaving now? Didn't they say we have to wait a month?"
The three agreed to return to Huayan Peak first, and then Zhan Beiye remembered the environment they were currently in—Flame Mountain Range, which wasn't a place you could simply leave whenever you wanted.
