"Indeed, it's Hu Yiqiu."
The old man in hemp clothes slowly opened his eyes and said in a low voice, "Looking at the direction he's heading, it should be where Sang Zhenye and his wife are trapped. It seems there's something special about this Changlin Academy's identification token, being able to lock onto their position through a spatial path formation!"
"Old Qiu, should we launch the attack now?"
Lu Buping asked softly.
"What's the hurry?"
The old man in hemp clothes glanced at Lu Buping, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes: "Attack now? I can handle three late Integration Realm cultivators; can you handle the rest?"
"With just us, let alone charging into the academy, even the maze formation in the valley is enough to give us a hard time. If they cooperate with the maze formation, they could very well wipe us all out in that valley. If you want to die, don't drag us down with you!"
Lu Buping's face changed slightly, but he said nothing in rebuttal.
