The morning sun had just risen, and flocks of birds chirped in a clamor, wheeling through the sky.
Wanqing Sect's grounds.
Wei He held a writing brush, dipped it in ink, and slowly wrote a letter to the Prefectural City.
The letter was for Lin Xiaoxiao. Two days earlier, Lin Xiaoxiao had sent a large shipment of grain to Wanqing Sect under the escort of a bodyguard agency.
Though it was all old grain, finding so much food at such a critical time clearly meant she had done everything she could.
Thus, Wei He personally wrote back to her and included an account of her younger brother Lin Yuan's recent daily life here.
After the collapse of Heavenly Seal Sect, Lin Xiaoxiao had gone far away to Taizhou Prefecture to avoid disaster. By now, she had settled down there as well.
Now that there was another grain supply route, Wei He felt considerably more at ease. He could bypass Xuanjing City entirely and bring in grain directly from Taizhou Prefecture.
The consumption of the meat fields was guaranteed to a degree as well, and all affairs were gradually getting on track.
After finishing the letter, Wei He put it into an envelope, sealed it with wax, and waited to send someone to Taizhou Prefecture with it later.
Knock, knock, knock.
The letter had barely been sealed when someone knocked lightly on the door.
"Come in."
Wei He set the letter on the desk and looked up.
The door opened, and Wan Qingqing slowly entered.
Compared with when she had first arrived at Black House Mountain, Wan Qingqing had long since shed her youthful innocence. She was gradually becoming as mature and capable as Wan Ling.
Her long hair was habitually tied behind her head, and she often wore practical long-sleeved,