Upon hearing this, Sheng Yanlin almost laughed, slowly opened his eyes, and shook his head, "Do you think the Cannibal Buddha is someone with spare time? The Esoteric Sect and Dharma Sect are in a standoff on the border, there's always the risk of conflict breaking out; he's definitely not leaving the Royal City."
"So he's not concerned about us?" Yang Xiao looked out through the dark car window, alarm bells ringing around him, unsure if it was just psychological, feeling ambushes everywhere.
Seeing Yang Xiao's genuine anxiety, Sheng Yanlin leaned on his Wisdom Stick and reassured him with a smile, "Little Yang, don't worry, just relax. I promise that nothing will happen."
"In the convoy, I'm the only one alive who's a Mid-stage Nether Realm expert, but it's hard to say for those half-dead," Sheng Yanlin revealed a cunning old smile.
Yang Xiao understood immediately, "Are you talking about those... Holy Servants?"
