Xu Fei's expression was very normal as solemnness did not show on his face. Still, his gaze was determined, not wavering or hesitant in the least.
Yan Zhaoge gave Xu Fei a deep look before suddenly pointing outwards, his finger resembling a sharp sword as a bloodied hole now appeared on Xu Fei's arm.
Little Shi Jun gave a startled cry while Xu Fei remained unmoving where he was, looking calmly at Yan Zhaoge.
Guiding Xu Fei's fresh blood, Yan Zhaoge drew in mid-air, forming a profound, complicated rune.
Next, he flashed the Lofty Prestige Mirror at that rune. The bloodred rune instantly formed an impression on the mirror which seemed to seep into its surface.
"I will definitely bring you guys back," Yan Zhaoge said in a heavy tone, appearing solemn as he had never been before.
Xu Fei relaxedly stopped the bleeding before gulping down a mouthful of wine from the wineskin at his waist and smiling, "We'll be waiting."