After some thought, Xu Yuan didn't reject Xu Xinyao's request. He glanced at the Sect disciples who seemed to want to devour him and said softly,
"Suit yourself, but I suggest you make it quick. If you delay too long, you'll likely regret it later on with your temperament."
He didn't trust the group of Sect disciples, so naturally, he wouldn't explain his reasoning once more.
A hint of confusion appeared in Xu Xinyao's beautiful eyes as she whispered,
"Okay, I just need to brief Ziqing and the others on what's to come."
Xu Yuan shrugged his shoulders to indicate she could go ahead.
After a moment of thought, Xu Xinyao still turned and walked toward the group of Sect disciples.
The tense atmosphere on the official road seemed to dissipate a little.
Standing still, Xu Yuan surveyed the group of Sect disciples with varying appearances.
After a dozen breaths, Xu Yuan suddenly asked in his mind,
"What is the level of cultivation of these people?"
