Jason Weir took out his satellite phone and made a call, "I have reported the situation to our superiors. They highly appraised our discovery of this place and asked us to wait for assistance. High-level reinforcements will arrive from our country soon."
Peter Brown didn't know what kind of high-level cultivators their country had, so he looked towards Priest Wilson.
Priest Wilson shook his head and said, "Don't look at me, I don't know the highest level of cultivation in our country, but I'm sure we can handle these foreign high-level cultivators."
Hearing this, Peter felt relieved. He wasn't worried about these matters, and if it wasn't for everyone being here, Peter would have left already.
"Peter, thank you for saving me."
Camilla Collins had recovered by now and looked at Peter gratefully. If it weren't for him, she knew she would be dead.
"We came together, so of course I would save you. It's only right."
