Mo Qingkuang chuckled happily, "How can that be? There are still many benefits to joining our Hidden Dragon Pavilion!"
Yang Luo said, "Alright, alright, stop talking nonsense. Tell me, when are we leaving?"
Mo Qingkuang said, "The sooner the better. It's best if we move now!"
"Alright, I understand."
Yang Luo responded and hung up.
After hanging up, Mo Qingkuang sent the exact address.
Yang Luo shook his head helplessly.
He really had a hard life.
The matter with the Chinese Martial Alliance had just come to an end, but the Hidden Dragon Pavilion had another mission.
Most importantly, he had no choice but to accept this mission.
Firstly, he was the Deputy Pavilion Master of the Hidden Dragon Pavilion.
Secondly, Tian Zhen, Leng Yue, and the others were his friends, so he definitely had to help.
Thinking of this, Yang Luo called Xu Ying, Bujie, and Prajna and called them over.
