And Filo played with himself, wandering around the hall of the Presbyterian Church. As for Chu Buer, he kept following Ning Qi, as if he was afraid that Ning Qi would disappear again, and at the same time he was anxiously waiting for his subordinates.

A year passed in an instant.

The group of white-robed messengers finally came back one after another, and each of them brought a Quentin Stone the size of a rockery.