After arriving at the Western Divine Clan's garrison, Su Yie and the other two waited for half a day but were not greeted by anyone from the Western Divine Clan.
Nan Xiaopao sat in a chair and whispered, "Could this be a trap?"
Su Yie smiled mysteriously, "Yes, they're currently discussing how to deal with us."
Upon hearing this, Nan Xiaopao's eyes widened.
"If that's the case, why are we still waiting here?"
She asked, confused, and as she spoke, she pulled Divine Tear from her shoulder, saying, "Divine Tear, get ready to bite them later!"
"Meow——"
Divine Tear let out a lazy-sounding meow.
Su Yie said, "Don't rush, it's more fun to lure the snake out of its hole, besides..."
As he thought about it, Shen Zheng vanished from his feet in an instant.
Nan Xiaopao and Xi Qingyue exchanged glances, looking puzzled.
A moment later.
Shen Zheng appeared inside the treehouse, carrying four pieces of Divine Sacred Iron.
