Reunited with Jiang Xingwan, Ascending to the Desolate God Clan

When she saw Chen Wen, Jiang Xingwan instinctively grew excited.

But she quickly suppressed it all and waved her hand. "You may leave."

"Yes, Steward." The maid responded and left the room.

"Steward Jiang." Chen Wen rose and cupped his fists.

"There is no need for such courtesy between us."

Jiang Xingwan pressed her hand down, then added, "You brat have shocked me yet again."

As she spoke, she looked Chen Wen over once more. "A seventeen-year-old in the Dao Proving Realm—you are truly one of a kind in all these years."

Chen Wen smiled. "Steward Jiang, you flatter me. I came today to honor our agreement."

"Then when would you like to leave? I'll make the arrangements right away."

Jiang Xingwan naturally knew what agreement he meant and hurriedly spoke.

Even before he arrived, she had guessed Chen Wen's purpose.

Yet after receiving confirmation from Chen Wen himself, she still could not hide her excitement.

After all, Chen Wen's standing was no longer what it had been before.

If they had extended an invitation before this, it could still be considered an invitation from those above to one below.

But now, Chen Wen truly deserved to be treated as their honored guest.

As long as such a genius did not fall midway, he would undoubtedly become an overlord of his own domain.

And Chen Wen's willingness to set foot in the Desolate God Clan also meant that the relationship between them had reached a certain level.

Befriending such a genius was, for them, something with nothing but benefits and no harm.

"I can leave at any time," Chen Wen said.

"Alright, I'll arrange it now. We can leave today."

After tossing out those words, Jiang Xingwan turned and left directly.

Seeing this, Chen Wen could not help shaking his