Could they really have such great influence?
Although Ning Shuqi and Jun Zimo were both very confident, they were not confident to this extent.
So, these two once again set aside their prejudices.
"Ning fellow cultivator."
"Jun fellow cultivator."
Jun Zimo and Ning Shuqi greeted each other, as if they were still at the Guan He Xi Tuo Mountain.
"I wonder what your thoughts are on this matter?" Jun Zimo asked first, not beating around the bush but getting straight to the point.
Because hiding was meaningless.
"Jun fellow cultivator, don't you already have an answer in your mind? After all, before we had even reached the Land of the Four Pillars, we had seen similar scenes; that fellow cultivator Long Zhangyuan, I have not forgotten," said Ning Shuqi.
As he spoke these words, Ning Shuqi's face grew somber.
But this gloominess was not directed at Jun Zimo, as Jun Zimo's expression was no better.
He understood the meaning behind Ning Shuqi's words.
