Blasting the Fog Fortress!

"I don't know about other people, but Xia Fei is definitely bold enough!" Shu Yuhe said grimly, his teeth clenched. As he recalled how Xia Fei had repeatedly ruined the plans of the Dark Spiritualists, he even felt like devouring Xia Fei's heart.

Yuntian was stunned into silence. He had always trusted Shu Yuhe and knew that the Dark Spiritualists had supporters among the upper echelons. How could he possibly feel fine when Shu Yuhe had said that the Fog Fortress would definitely be blasted into the ground?

"Master! You have to think of a way! If something happens to our Fog Fortress, there's no way I'll be able to gather up the one hundred thousand units of spirit power you need so soon!" Yuntian kowtowed frantically.

"Idiot! What are you panicking for!?" Shu Yuhe barked. "You said just now that Xia Fei was alone!?"

"Yes, but there's a kid from the Zadin with him," Yuntian said.