Qin Ming was currently training his spiritual sparrow, still yet to send Tang Xumi's consciousness into the fiery little bird, planning to arrange it once they entered the Spirit Cave. Just then, Meng Xinghai arrived and was surprised to see Qin Ming so relaxed.
"You still have the mood to play with birds?" he remarked.
"I'm following the example of the ancients, maintaining calm before a great event," Qin Ming replied.
Meng Xinghai reminded him, "Be cautious tonight. Only you core disciples can stay in Luofu Immortal Town; we outsiders must remain outside."
Hearing this, Qin Ming’s expression grew serious. "There won't be anyone attacking in the town among the outer disciples, right?"
Meng Xinghai responded, "Logically, they wouldn't dare, but one must still be wary of surprises."
"I might be the weakest in the town, right? I should really be on guard," Qin Ming gripped his jade-tinged iron knife.
"Not to worry. Let Qingyue protect you," Meng Xinghai laughed.
Uninterested in that topic, Qin Ming inquired, "Meng Uncle, who among Qingyue's competitors and those golden-armored guardians should I particularly pay attention to?"