Yun Yang rubbed his nose. "It's an emergency now, it can't be helped…"
"Those ideal sects prepare themselves in advance and depart early… You…"
Dong Qitian did not know what to say for a moment and continued his ineffective laments, "Do you view the Celestial Luck Banner contest like a stroll to the market? All is well as long as you arrive there on the same day? That the flag match is fighting when you're there and coming back when it's done? Is it so easy and casual to you?"
Yun Yang chuckled dryly. "Events depend largely on our own actions. We've already come to this stage, we must give it a try…"
"Sigh…" Dong Qitian let out a long sigh, exhaling his endless lament.
Never mind; he would just assume that he had met a lunatic…