Yun Yanli's reaction had clearly shown that he genuinely cared for the young palace master. He did not want to see her die at the very least. He took a quick look at Di Fuyi, and they seemed to have reached a mutual understanding without any exchange of words.
The two of them were both very smart men. Naturally, they understood each other's positions. Yun Yanli let out a long sigh but was finally ready to compromise. "I can take you there, but you must promise me something in return."
"State your request."
"When you finally find Zhu Duqing, allow me to join the fight."
"Are you sure that you are giving yourself a reason to die?"
There would certainly be an earth-shattering battle between Di Fuyi and Zhu Duqing. It would certainly be unsafe for any ordinary people to join. Without an arm, Yun Yanli would be a handicapped fighter. His involvement would spell his inevitable death.
