Although the Flame Patriarch blatantly lied with his eyes wide open, he did so with such earnest and self-righteous composure that everyone couldn't help but admire his shameless attitude.
Old Ghost Zuo went with the flow and smiled as well, while Zhu Xinrong tightly clenched the Flying Immortal Sword in her hand.
"The appointed time is almost upon us, so why don't we get started now?" said the Flame Patriarch, casting a glance at Ying Shaodian and speaking in a deep voice.
Zhu Xinrong and Old Ghost Zuo did not object to the Flame Patriarch's suggestion. Zhu Xinrong's cold gaze withdrew the Flying Immortal Sword and once again fell upon Zheng Ming.
However, this time, Zhu Xinrong did not speak.
But Zheng Ming understood the meaning behind Zhu Xinrong's silence, that no matter what, he must secure the heritage within the Ten Thousand Fire Lotus Ponds.
