Wu Daliang watched as Mo Huasong and his group left, stamping his feet in anger.
Watching the cooked pigeon fly away just like that was too hateful.
"Wu classmate, what do we do now?" one of the Golden Immortal experts asked.
Wu Daliang cursed angrily, "What else can we do? We need to go out quickly to find help, I refuse to believe we can't take care of them."
"Do we go out now?" Those Golden Immortals were somewhat displeased.
Everyone had come in here hoping to find some good treasures, but having found nothing, having to leave was just too unreasonable.
Wu Daliang slowly said, "Hmph, if we don't leave this place to find our people, and if Hong Yaxuan is snatched away by Hongling Academy, the elders and possibly even the vice chancellor will scold us."
It was then that these Golden Immortal experts realized the severity of the situation.
Because when they had come here, the elders had instructed them to keep an eye on Hong Yaxuan and ensure she didn't suffer any loss.