The crowd discussed, and as time passed, more and more Cultivators gathered in Nanyang City.
When night fell, at the Ru Yun Pavilion, Mo Wangchen and the other two sat knee to knee, chatting freely.
"Brother Mo, after all, Xuan Yin is the son of the Holy Emperor. Not long ago, Right Envoy Qin came to deliver a message, clearly showing the attitude of Emperor Xuansheng. Are you truly intent on taking action against Xuan Yin?"
The moonlight was exceptionally clear at this moment, Nanyang City was a city that never sleeps, and now with the convergence of forces, the night here became even more lively.
However, compared to the bustling scenes in the city, the area around Ru Yun Pavilion seemed much more peaceful.