"Zhao Yu has been gone for almost two days, right?!"
"He has not returned for such a long time. He should be dead…"
"Without Zhao Yu, will we have to listen to Ji Wu Shuang and the others in the future?!"
"Even if he is here, he still has to listen to Ji Wu Shuang and the others…"
"That's different. With Zhao Yu around, we still have ultimate fighter, so we can more or less talk to each other. It's not like now. If there's anything, they can discuss it among themselves and send someone over to inform us…"
In a valley, students gathered in groups of two or three and discussed in low voices.
Most of them were related to Zhao Yu. Every student had a worried and confused expression on their faces.
Just as he said that, the people from the Ancient Martial Arts Sect walked over.
"Xiao Xiao Long!"
It was a woman who looked to be in her early twenties. Even in a place like this, she still had heavy makeup on.