Tang Hao met Yun qingzi in the main hall.
Zao huaizi had already gone into seclusion and started condensing blood. All the affairs of the sect had been handed over to Yun qingzi.
"You're finally back!"
Yun qingzi heaved a sigh of relief.
Fellow Daoist Tang had been gone for more than a month, and there had been no news from him. In the past, he would not have been worried at all, but the situation was complicated now. Those seven tribulations were all staring at him, so how could he not be worried?
Fellow Daoist Tang was the pillar of their creation sect. The treasure and the sect's revival all depended on him. They could not afford to have any mishaps.
"In the future, don't go out. If you don't have to go out, don't go out! What if something happens? what should we do?"
Yun qingzi persuaded her with great effort, looking as if he was worried sick.