"Group Leader Two, please take a seat!" A voice came from the Golden Light where the Great Chief Wu Jie was located, sounding like successive thunderbolts, as if each word he uttered was an explosion of thunder, yet his speech was exceptionally clear to the point of piercing straight into the depths of one's soul, leaving no worry about not being able to hear what he was saying.
Great Chief Wu Jie spoke with a steady voice, not a hint of anger detectable. "I've called you here because there is a serious matter to discuss. A huge calamity has recently befallen the Great Tang Ruins."
A calamity? What calamity?
Wu Yan was shocked.
"Looks like it's going to rain!"
The voice of Zun Yi entered their ears, suddenly uttering a seemingly nonsensical remark.
Wu Yan turned his head to look at Zun Yi, who appeared to pay him no mind, instead looking up at the sky with a casual demeanor.
The sky was pitch black, with heavy clouds looming, indeed looking like rain was imminent.
