C1087 The True Terror

In the subterranean chambers of the Martial God Sect, Lan Zhi wept until she was drenched in tears.

Wu Mo shook his head with a sigh. "If you miss him so deeply, why not let him go?"

"I'm scared!" Lan Zhi choked out. "I know that if I watch him leave, I won't be able to stop myself from going with him. But I can't put him in danger!"

"Rest assured, once he attains the rank of Martial Saint