Martial Pavilion!
In a luxurious resting room, three people were seated.
They were Zhao Songqing, Yang Tianpeng, and Quan Yulong.
Zhao Songqing asked with a smile,
"Uncle Yang, do you think that tonight, with Qiu Baiwan, the Liu Family, and the Dong Family joining forces, can they eliminate Zhou Yu?"
Yang Tianpeng replied with a light smile,
"Two masters from the Saint Realm plus a quasi-Saint Realm; if they can't even dispose of a mere grand Innate, that would be extremely stupid."
Quan Yulong laughed as he said,
"Exactly, there shouldn't be any accidents with this matter."
"It's just a pity; originally, I wanted to go personally and cripple the kid."
Quan Yulong was still holding a grudge over the incident at Tianqing.
Zhao Songqing said resentfully,
"I want to slaughter him with my own hands even more than you do."
Yang Tianpeng commented indifferently.
