"Hey, don't walk so fast." Ling'er called out.
Ye Chen continued down the street, many buildings already collapsed. Looking at the buildings that were still intact this morning, it was painful to see them all collapsed within a day. He slowed his pace, deep in thought. Some disciples from the New City Sect were helping to clear a path through the debris.
"You must have a lot on your mind." Ling'er said again: "Since you're from the Immortal City, you should help us defeat the Zen Master. Otherwise, if he unifies the Wastelands and relocates everyone to the Central Plains as a prelude to battle against the Demon Domain, the Immortal City Sect will definitely be in the line of fire. Your father will definitely be in danger too."
"I didn't know you had so much to worry about. I'm warning you, don't tell your father about this." Ye Chen couldn't bear to look any longer. He greeted Li Mo and left.
Ling'er pouted in displeasure.