Deadpan Comical
Editor: Henyee Translations
Even Venerable Peach Blossom Immortal found it challenging to endure this round of self-praise from Mo Lian. She, somewhat perplexed, asked, "Have you informed them?"
Mo Lian responded with a casual "oh" and exited through the curtain. "I'll gather everyone."
Before long, Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao's tent was brimming with people.
Qi Xuanxuan, Liang Qingqing, and Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao occupied a seating area, while Situ Yi and the others attempted to find available space. Those without seats had no choice but to stand for the time being.
"We'll depart early tomorrow morning. The terrain on the opposite side of the canyon is challenging, and I predict rain will commence in the afternoon given the current weather," Mo Lian informed. "There's a narrow path ahead, and the rocky mountains on both sides create a crevice along that Dao."
"I suspect there might be an ambush waiting for us."
Situ Yi and the others were taken aback. "What?"