Zhang Xiaotian nodded, if there is a better way, that would be good.

"By the way, when will the trading conference start?"

Zhang Xiaotian asked.

"It should be eight days later, but we have to leave two days early. We are still thousands of kilometers away from there."

Dao Wushuang said.

Zhang Xiaotian nodded and asked: "How did those who participated in the trading conference know that we are members of that sect?"

"Well, brother Xiaotian, you don't know. In fact, this problem is very simple. Everyone who participates has an invitation."

Dao Wushuang saw that Zhang Xiaotian still looked a little confused and continued, "Although our Tianyi Sect is not a big sect, it is still a hospital among the hidden sects. This trading conference does not care about the size of the sect."

Zhang Xiaotian nodded and asked again: "In that case, can't we just forge an invitation?"

Dao Wushuang smiled and said: "Actually, no one has done this before."

"Then what's the result?"

When Zhang Xiaotian said this, he had basically guessed the result.
Chapter completed!