Qian Jiyun thought for a moment and said to Zhan Beiye, "Let's split up. You guys go first."
After all, Zhan Beiye was from this plane. There would be many consequences if people from Yueming Empire saw them traveling together.
"That works too." Zhan Beiye thought for a moment and nodded.
They could leave first. He was not worried that they would not be able to leave on their own.
Instead, he was worried that they would dupe Ming Fucheng into his demise. However, it didn't matter if a useless person like him died. Zhan Beiye would only griece that Yueming Empire had lost one burden.
"No, you're…"
He seemed to have thought of something and raised his eyebrows at them, blinking.
"What are you planning to do now?"
"What do you think?" An Jiuyue smiled and glanced at him.
"Are you… trying to reach for the skies?" Zhan Beiye had no power over them.
