Looking at the unusual expressions of the three, Xin Yun furrowed his brows. After all, Xin Yun was not truly a god and couldn't possibly guess all the thoughts of others. He simply thought that the trio was remembering the recent battle and were still frightened by it.
Shaking his head, Xin Yun spoke, "Alright, you three snap out of it. Yi Luo, Qingying, the two of you together with Mother Lan, see to it that everyone is settled down. Ming Xuan, stay behind. Once I bring the tents, help me set them up."
No sooner had Xin Yun's words fallen than the group quickly sprang into action, with no doubts or hesitations. Very soon... Mother Lan, along with a host of maids, Master Xi Ming, and a number of apprentices, busily got to work.
During their last visit here, Xin Yun and Yi Luo Xiang had already roamed around for a week's time, having long since chosen the specific location for the establishment of their headquarters. And now... they were exactly there.
