After a brief silence, everyone nodded in agreement.
Because they knew that Ying Ning was telling the truth!
At this point, everyone reached a consensus.
Inside the small house, Xue An suddenly laughed, "She is indeed a woman who knows her priorities!"
"Sir, why did you transform into Wan Gaoxing’s appearance?" Wen Muling could no longer hold back and asked.
Xue An smiled slightly, "Because I don’t want to alert the enemy!"
Wen Muling suddenly understood something, nodded, bowed, and withdrew to the side, not asking further.
Xue An, on the other hand, thoughtfully caressed the two pieces of the Ancient Mirror, a complex light flashing in his eyes.
Transforming into Wan Gaoxing’s appearance was certainly not on a whim.
In fact, the current situation of this realm clearly conveyed a message: there was a significant problem with the controller of this plane.
Otherwise, it wouldn’t have resulted in such violent yet ineffective plane suppression, nor would it allow these outsider Ghost Race members to act recklessly, even massacring native residents on a large scale.
This is an unbearable humiliation for any plane controller.
Yet all of this occurred so realistically, indicating that she must have encountered trouble.
And in Wan Gaoxing’s memories, this Fang Ancient Mirror was undoubtedly something passionately desired by the elites of Chuzhou City.
Although Wan Gaoxing didn’t know its specific purpose.
But Xue An knew very well.
That’s why he didn’t rashly head to Chuzhou City but instead decided to advance in this indirect manner.
After a whole night of tense work, by the next day, everyone in the village was ready.
When Xue An stepped out, the crowd had already gathered, with Ying Ning at the forefront.
She bowed to Xue An, "Mr. Xue, what should we do next?"
Xue An smiled slightly, "It’s simple, tie yourselves up first!"
"Tie up?" Que Wenyuan asked in surprise.
The crowd stirred in commotion.
"Indeed! Without being tied up, how can I take you all back to Chuzhou City?" Xue An arrogantly declared.
If they didn’t know that the person in front masquerading as Young Master Wan was Xue An, everyone might have believed it was true.
Even so, many still felt a chill in their hearts.
If they truly bound their own hands, wouldn’t they be willingly offering themselves into the lion’s den if he had other plans?
But Ying Ning didn’t hesitate, directly tying herself up with ropes, and then instructed, "Everyone, help each other get tied up!"
Many were still hesitant.
Que Wenyuan couldn’t hold back and said, "Didn’t we agree yesterday? And even if Mr. Xue wanted to deal with us, what difference would it make if we weren’t tied?"
His words convinced the crowd, and soon, everyone obediently tied themselves up.
Xue An nodded, "Good! Let’s set off now!"
With that, Xue An waved his hand, and a black cloud rose from under everyone’s feet, lifting them into the air.
This ghostly means left many looking pale.
Could he really be Wan Gaoxing?
If not, how could he use Ghost Race sorcery so skillfully?
Xue An didn’t bother with these doubts, leading everyone straight toward Chuzhou City.
This world wasn’t particularly vast, roughly the size of Earth, and with Xue An’s power, he could circle it in the blink of an eye.
But now, playing the role of the Wan Clan’s young master with so many "captives," he naturally couldn’t move too fast.
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