Divine Sword Villa.
Outside the villa, Zhao Yulong heard Jiang Ning's voice and exchanged a glance with Su Zhi.
"Please, come in!" Xie Xiaojiu stepped aside, making way as the long sword in her hand slid back into its sheath.
Afterward.
Zhao Yulong and Su Zhi stepped into the courtyard and immediately saw Jiang Ning standing beneath the tree.
The blazing sun hung overhead, while beneath the tree lay a shade so dense that not even a sliver of sunlight could pass through.
Under the shroud of shade, Zhao Yulong felt that Jiang Ning was shrouded in layers of mist.
"Patrol Envoy Jiang."
"Patrol Envoy Jiang!"
Zhao Yu and Su Zhi greeted him one after another.
"Prefecture Lords, please take a seat."
Jiang Ning gestured for the two of them to sit on the stone stools beneath the tree.
Afterward.
The three of them took their seats.
"Patrol Envoy Jiang, have you decided when you'll return?" Zhao Yulong asked.
"Today!" Jiang Ning said.
"What should be done with what remains of the Mitian Sect?" Zhao Yulong asked again.
"Leave the rest to the Shangguan Family!" Jiang Ning replied.
"The Shangguan Family?" Zhao Yulong glanced at Jiang Ning, enlightenment dawning in his heart.
He nodded. "Good. Since you have arrangements, Patrol Envoy Jiang, I can rest easy!"
Afterward, they chatted for a while longer before Zhao Yulong and Su Zhi rose to their feet.
Accompanied by Jiang Ning, they left the courtyard.
After their discussion just now, Zhao Yulong had decided to return immediately.
After seeing Zhao Yulong out of the courtyard, Jiang Ning returned to his own courtyard.
At this moment, he was the only one left there.
Jiang Ning remained seated on the stone stool beneath the tree. As he lifted his wine, he opened his Panel.
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