After a full hour of waiting, there was still no response.
Chen Qing, however, was not in the slightest hurry, "In this world, I do not believe in coincidences."
"The emergence of Linglong Divine Palace seems too deliberate; I must know who I am truly fighting for."
Yet still, there was no response, only the tree leaves beneath the trees arranged themselves into a line of words by an unfelt wind.
[Your fate, you decide, you fight only for yourself.]
Chen Qing looked for a long time, then with a wave of his large sleeve, a gust of wind arose, scattering the leaves.
He left the Linglong Divine Palace, went into his own guard palace, and quietly awaited the arrival of Si Zhao.
Three days later, Si Zhao came to the guard palace, "Have you decided to enter the Death Realm?"
Chen Qing nodded slightly, "Is there something that could lead me directly to Shang Tong's headquarters in Heavenly Official City?"
