"We definitely need to build a sect, but we can't eat hot tofu in a hurry," Lu Fan said.
"Then why did you spread the news so early?" Wenren Muxue asked puzzledly.
But she saw that Lu Fan just lowered his head to drink tea and said nothing.
His eyes flickered.
"Are you deliberately distracting them and then want to go to Tianling Island by yourself?"
Having said this, Wenren Muxue closed her mouth.
"When do you plan to leave?"
"Tidal night?"
She took a deep breath and felt slightly excited after learning what Lu Fan was thinking.
She didn't know why, but every time she was with Lu Fan, her calm heart would always stir up ripples.
Lu Fan nodded and put the tea cup on the table: "There is something wrong with Tang Huanxi. The coming tidal night is my only chance to rescue her."
"Whether the news is true or false, I have to give it a try."
He didn't completely believe what Zishang said this morning.
At the very least, he did not fully believe in some of the so-called countermeasures.
But he firmly believed that the eldest elder was going to marry Tang Huanxi.
Because this matter was easy to find out, Zishang would not be stupid enough to use such despicable fake news to deceive himself when they first met.
Wenren Muxue smiled, stood up and stretched towards the sea: "Okay, if you want to fight, just fight. Anyway, when I came to this South China Sea Wonderland, I haven't really felt how powerful these monks are. They are just cats and dogs."
It would be too boring to keep looking for trouble."
Lu Fan nodded, he indeed planned to take Wenren Muxue to Tianling Island with him.
"And don't you think that the back mountain cemetery mentioned by Mr. Long and Bu Yingjiu sounds familiar?"