Ding Huan frowned slightly, but he didn't really want to go to the Immortal Court Palace.
Emperor Wushang was currently holding court deliberations, and all the Immortal Officials in the Immortal Court Palace must have been present.
At this time, even if he and Xing Pan were powerful, they would still be outnumbered and isolated.
"Is there a problem?" Xing Pan sent a telepathic message to Ding Huan as he saw him frowning.
Ding Huan didn't conceal: "Brother, I don't really want to go to the Immortal Court Palace. It's Emperor Wushang's territory, and if we go, we'll be outnumbered."
Xing Pan snorted and sent back, "Brother Ding, you're really underestimating me, Xing Pan. Before Wushang arrived here, it was I, Xing Pan, who called the shots.
Even if the Immortal Court Palace is full of Wushang's people, I, Xing Pan, have many old buddies too. What can he do to us?
