The Immortal Ascension Tower

The man previously on the ground struggled to his feet, his limp evident as he caught up with her. He inquired, "Mr. Jun, what would make you consider assisting us?"

"To secure my assistance, it hinges on your sincerity. I won't aid individuals with mysterious backgrounds, nor will I assist those concealing their true identities," Gu Qingluan responded as she reached the alley's entrance.

The noise of the main road reached their ears—shouts, bustling traffic, and a continuous stream of people.

The two men following her exchanged a glance.

The shorter one asked, "What should we do?"

"Our master's identity is prestigious and cannot be revealed casually; doing so would be a sin. But if we don't tell Mr. Jun, we may not be able to bring him back, and that would mean failing our master's command."

As they hesitated, Gu Qingluan had already entered the crowd.