<h4>Chapter 2085: The Target is the Mercenary Team</h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>Misty Cloud Trantions <strong>Editor: </strong>Misty Cloud Trantions


    The Primal Chaos Blue Lotus had such a powerful ability. At that time, why did the old man give the blue lotus to her? It’s been silent for so long and nothing happened because of the blue lotus. Would it remain calm all the time?


    She thought it unlikely. This Primal Chaos Blue Lotus in her body had already fused into her body. If she could no longer hide it in the future, what kind of big thing would it cause? All this was impossible for her to know or measure.


    The old man who was waiting there saw that Feng Jiu had been gone for so long and didn’te back, so he couldn’t help but worry. “Do you think she will run away? Why has she been away for so long?”


    “She’ll return shortly.” Zhuo Junyue said in a faint voice, neither nervous nor worried.


    “She’ll return shortly? Say, how many times have you said that since then?” The old man asked, ring at him with his beard in his grip.


    “I answered you as many times as you asked.” He said, ncing at the old man. “Can’t you even count? Have you really aged?”


    The old man stared at him angrily. “You, little rascal. As expected, after getting along with that Little Scoundrel for a long time, you’ve followed her bad examples. You even bullied the old man, huh?”


    “What do you mean by following the little scoundrel’s bad examples?”


    The sudden quip startled the old man. He patted his chest and looked back with surprise. He saw Feng Jiu, already came to his side, with her face wreathed with smiles. He couldn’t help exhale softly. “Do you want to frighten the old man to death? Why did youe back without making any noise? The old man thought you’re devoured by a ferocious beast!”


    “Which ferocious beast dare to devour me?” Feng Jiu smiled with her eyes narrowed. She found a ce to sit down, then told Zhuo Junyue. “Go take a rest! We’ll leave tomorrow at dawn. Recover your energy first.”


    “Mm hmm.” Zhuo Junyue answered. He took a look at the old man, then came to the old man’s old resting ce and sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.


    “You’ve slept for a long time, why don’t you keep watch tonight? I’ll take a turn at midnight.” Feng Jiu spoke to Sage Hun Yuan. Without waiting for him to answer, she yawned and closed her eyes.


    “You...”


    The old man looked at the two people who had fallen asleep with their eyes closed. He felt so ufortable as if his breath was stuck in his throat without being able to go up or down.


    Why was each of them so worrisome? If it were someone else, who would dare to let him, the sacred symbol of the immortal sect, keep vigil at night for them? Yet, these two dared to treat him this way. They really had no rules.


    He could not sleep and could not sit still, so he walked about with his hands sped behind his back. The first half of the night had passed quickly and peacefully, but when it came to the second half of the night, he noticed a change in the atmosphere around him. Though it was faint, he still felt it.


    He came to Feng Jiu and Zhuo Junyue and shouted in a low voice. “Don’t sleep, there’s movement.”


    Feng Jiu woke up when the aura in the surroundings became stifling. With her eyes closed, her divine sense swept out. She saw that more than a dozen teams gathered into one group and encircled this area.


    When she opened her eyes, she saw that Zhuo Junyue had also opened his eyes and looked over. She smiled faintly. “It seems there’s an ambush!” She stood up, flicked her sleeves, and looked around. Her eyes seemed to be deep in thought.


    “Huh? Their target is that mercenary team?”