Jiang Fan glared darkly as he watched them leave.
Secretly relieved, he hadn't revealed too many secrets.
Otherwise, if those two Female Demon Emperors noticed, it would've spelled big trouble.
He calculated the time.
The appointed hour had arrived.
He quickly gathered his belongings and arrived at the Task Hall.
Ren Guhong was standing there, looking up at the disciples executing their tasks, riding avian beasts away.
He looked fairly patient.
Wu Manyue, with her enchanting oval face, was visibly displeased.
Her snow-white, delicate arms supported her ample chest.
Her right foot tapped the ground impatiently.
From afar, seeing Jiang Fan rushing over, she raised her chin:
"I thought you'd be too attached to your lovely wife and concubines to back out last minute."
Jiang Fan chuckled coldly, "You're all alone with no one to care for you, so of course you can be carefree."
Wu Manyue didn't take offense.
