"I know, but there's nothing I can do about it!"
Chen Feng shrugged his shoulders, looking helpless as he spoke.
"Shouldn't we prepare a bit more, even just a little? Bringing more powerful people to Beijing is better than rushing over there so hastily!"
Mu Dongcheng continued to advise.
"There's no time to prepare; you roughly know the situation. Yaoyao and Sister Qing are already on the plane to Beijing. If I'm late, and they fall into the Zhao Family's hands, I'll be even more passive. So I must intercept them before those two sisters do something foolish!"
Chen Feng shook his head, speaking with a serious expression.
"But if you go like this, it's really going to be dangerous. You know how perilous the situation in Beijing is, even if I don't tell you!"
Mu Dongcheng said, looking worried.
He had been personally monitoring the movements in Beijing these past days.
According to intelligence, this time the Zhao Family invited no less than ten ancient martial forces!
