Want to fan the flames

Unknowingly, a few hours had passed, and everyone ended their cultivation at the same time. Everyone was in high spirits, clearly having gained a lot.

"Alright, let's go." Ling Chuxi took the lead and walked towards the stone stairs.

"Second Biao older brother, let's also go." Ou Yulu looked at Ling Chuxi's back, her eyes sparkling as she excitedly told Jing Ziyu.

"Oh, okay, we'll go too." Jing Ziyu didn't know what he was thinking about. When he heard ou Yulu's words, he seemed to wake up from a dream. Although he was also following behind Ling Chuxi, he maintained a considerable distance from her.

"Young master, are you really going to follow her?" The guard who was following behind him asked in a low voice.

"What else can I do? I've already said it. Can I go back on my words?" Jing Ziyu rolled his eyes and said.