"I need you to pass a message to Governor Lu as soon as possible. It would be crucial for the Qing Feng Sect."
Lin Fan said, and he passed a letter to Ho Jie.
He needed assistance from Governor Lu if he wanted to have any chances against the Emperor.
Ho Jie took the letter, kept it in his sleeve pocket, and said, "I will get it done."
He didn't even wait, took his sword, and set off in the darkness.
"Thanks, uncle Ho Jie." Lin Fan bowed and thanked the lonely figure getting further away from the wooden hut.
…
Next day.
Lin Fan met up with Ho Ming, and they proceeded to the central square.
The peak lords with Zhao Qing Ying were already there waiting for everyone to gather.
"What's going on?"
"I'm not sure. Must be something big that's about to happen."
"Look, isn't that the sect master?"
"Yes, that's him."
To everyone's surprise, Qing Yang Zi had come out from his secluded cultivation.
He stood and looked at all the disciples gathering at the central square.
