C322 It's a Blessing in Disguise

Three days later.

In the inn where the Ghost King Sect stayed, Ghost Sword and the others gathered in a courtyard.

They were anxiously waiting, their eyes constantly looking in the direction of the pavilion.

"Zitai should be fine, right?" Ghost Sword prayed to himself.

The other elders were relatively calm compared to before.

After all, that was a good friend of Master Lu Sheng