"Right!"
Yi Hanshan exclaimed, "If we are talking about the number of Heavenly Immortals, we have more on our side, and our strength is stronger too!
So, there's no need to be afraid of them!"
"That's good."
Yang Luo nodded.
In the time that followed,
everyone continued to discuss the details of going to Penglai Immortal Island, ensuring that the operation was foolproof.
By evening, Mo Hongtu commanded someone to set up a grand banquet in a great hall of the Supreme Sect.
Everyone drank and chatted, the atmosphere was joyful and unrestrained, making the scene very lively.
Midway through the drinking,
Tantai Zhengyang pulled Tantai Puti aside.
Tantai Puti said, "Father, what's the matter? I still want to drink with the sisters!"
Tantai Zhengyang took a sip of his wine and then asked, "Puti, how are things going between you and Little Luo?"
"What do you mean 'how are things going'?"
Tantai Puti looked puzzled, a bit slow to catch on.
"Cough cough."
