His heart was incredibly shocked.
When he left Bafang City half a year ago, the city was peaceful with no sign of war.
Even with the Nine Nether Sect's rapid conquest, it would have taken at least several years to reach Bafang City.
"Mr. Zhao, where are you going?"
Lee Yanming saw Lin Zheyu stand up and asked curiously.
They were a bit far from the group of people who had just been talking, and Lee Yanming wasn't very perceptive; he hadn't heard the conversation.
He noticed a sudden exclamation from afar but didn't sense anything amiss.
Such exclamations were common in the Infinite Sect full of martial artists and were not unusual.
"I'll be over for a moment, Yanming, you sit here first."
Lin Zheyu turned his head and spoke, then walked straight to the group that was talking.
A lot of curious martial artists gathered around, joining the conversation.
"Indeed, it should have fallen half a month or a month ago."
