"It's really too much!"
Jing Shiyu hung up the phone and thought to herself, "The Emei Sect, Zhou Tian Sect, and Divine Dragon Gang are pressuring us together. When did they join forces? Or is it just a coincidence?"
"Or did they strike some agreement at the previous sect gathering?"
"Xingxiao must be condoning their actions behind the scenes, otherwise, it wouldn't have escalated to this point."
Just as Jing Shiyu was contacting several staff members and officials from Xia Country to further understand the situation,
Lin Xing's call came through.
"I don't want to attend the conference for the next three days."
"Since it's all about politics and economics, I wouldn't understand much anyway."
"The martial arts exchange won't start until three days later, right?"
"I've thought it over; I should focus on cultivating in these three days."
Jing Shiyu could sense a trace of urgency in Lin Xing's words.
Ever since she first met Lin Xing, Jing Shiyu had always felt his urgency—
