"I don't know what you're talking about." Nangong You Rong's face reddened as if it were about to drip blood.
"Oh? You don't know?" Ji Wusu feigned surprise. "Then I'll say..."
Nangong You Rong hurriedly covered Ji Wusu's mouth.
The two women began to playfully tussle.
Jiang Ping'an drank wine as he watched the pleasing scene before him.
Before long, Ji Wusu deliberately tore open Nangong You Rong's clothes, exposing a flood of spring scenery.
The next morning, Jiang Ping'an finally left the City Lord's Mansion and returned to the front lines.
Nearly a year later, aboard a treasure ship hovering amid the clouds, Jiang Ping'an, Lan Yu, and Lin Zihan drank tea and chatted while facing off against the Saint of the Celestial Race opposite them.
Suddenly, two Golden-Winged Pengs at the Demon King realm flew over from the southwest and northwest respectively.
As the Golden-Winged Pengs neared the treasure ship in the clouds, two Venerable-level scouts emerged from their backs and called toward the ship, "Sect Master, something terrible has happened!"
Jiang Ping'an walked out from the cabin onto the deck. "Address me by my title while on duty."
"This subordinate knows his mistake." The two Venerable-level scouts lowered their heads and admitted their fault.
Jiang Ping'an asked, "Speak. What has you so flustered?"
The Venerable-level scout on the left reported, "Your Majesty, this subordinate discovered an army of roughly five hundred thousand Celestial Race soldiers advancing toward Eastern Hua Continent, with the aura of a Saint among them."
Eastern Hua Continent bordered Azure Treasure Continent and lay to its north.
The Venerable-level scout on the right also reported, "This subordinate also discovered an army of roughly five hundred thousand Celestial Race soldiers advancing toward Purple Treasure Continent, with the aura of a Saint among