In Xiao Shuang's instructor dormitory, Ning Xiyao and Ning Zhiyan sat together without saying a word, sorrow written across their faces.
"Pack everything up. I'm taking you out of the Tianxin Empire." After speaking, Xiao Shuang turned his gaze to Ling'er beside them and said without hesitation, "You too, Ling'er. Go pack up. I'm taking you with us!"
"Teacher, we packed up long ago." Ning Xiyao and Ning Zhiyan exchanged a glance. Their belongings had already been stored in their storage rings.
Ling'er, however, was somewhat confused. Still, she did not ask any questions and jogged back to her room. Less than a minute later, she emerged with an extra money pouch hanging from her waist.
Of course, she did not have a storage ring, so she could not have had much luggage to begin with.
Seeing this, Xiao Shuang took out a low-grade storage ring and tossed it to Ling'er. "You have five minutes. Hurry and pack."
Ling'er was visibly stunned as she caught the storage ring. Then, without another word, she ran back into her room.
"You two look after Ling'er. She worked for me before, so I should at least keep her alive." Xiao Shuang looked at the two girls, who were feeling down, and added, "Don't worry. The Ning Clan is fine for now."
"Really? Teacher, how is the Ning Clan now?" Ning Xiyao lifted her head and asked eagerly.
"The situation is very complicated right now. Even the Tianxin Empire's royal family has intervened." Xiao Shuang rubbed the heads of his two disciples and said helplessly, "This is no longer a struggle between two clans. If things go badly, the Tianxin Empire itself may disappear because of this."
"Forget it, there's no time to explain. I'll take you to Tian Zang Jian first and get