The overcast clouds covered the sky, the cold wind blowing through the trees sounded as if the storm was imminent following the coming of the Red Sun, and various celestial phenomena seemed like a prelude to a storm.
Gui Pu sat quietly in the chair pretending to rest, suddenly hearing footsteps approaching.
The Sword Fairy entered and said softly, "They want to talk to you."
"Have they agreed?" Gui Pu suddenly spoke, a glimmer of light flashing in his eyes.
"No, the Lord of the Manor on the mountain refused."
The Sword Fairy's words plunged Gui Pu into silence.
Are they really not afraid that after the Red Sun, they will be besieged?
Is it because they have some terrifying reliance that makes them fearless?
The Sword Fairy said, "The Manor Master disagrees with taking action, but the blacksmith shop on the mountain said they could help you, they need to have a conversation."
Gui Pu's frown deepened.
In his eyes.
