Wei Liujia, who was meditating at the side, slowly opened his eyes. He looked around and said, "Should we go and help?"
Zhao Ting did not say anything. Instead, he looked at Cui Jing, Chun Qiu, and Di Qing, who were sleeping soundly. He found that they had no intention of helping him.
Finally, she could not help but ask, "Aren't you going to help?"
"Help? Help with what?" After Cui Jing delivered the message, he took an Immortal fruit from the desk like a monkey in a hurry. He leaned against the corridor pillar and began to chew leisurely. He mumbled, "It's not like something happened to Brother Jian. What do the others have to do with us?"
Zhao Ting originally wanted to speak, but after looking around, he swallowed his words.
She finally understood that they all followed Jian Wushuang's lead. They did not even care about the Young Emperor who ruled the Six Heavens Realm.