Front Hall.
The charcoal fire burned with crackling pops, and sparks splashed up now and then.
Shen Wenyuan picked up the tea on the table, took a small sip, then spoke.
"Dongling Marquis still needs to be careful. Even with the Martial Saint stepping forward, where there is a first time, there can be a second."
"I know!" Jiang Ning nodded.
"What plans does Dongling Marquis have from now on?" Shen Wenyuan asked again.
Hearing this, Jiang Ning briefly repeated the explanation he had just given.
"Keeping out of the wind for now is indeed an option! But..." Shen Wenyuan hesitated, then shook his head and said no more.
"Marquis Shen, please speak plainly!" Jiang Ning said.
"In a certain sense, the more the Martial Saint backs you, the more it will plunge you into danger! Because this represents that person's extreme regard for you! Since you can make that person regard you so highly, certain people will think even further," Shen Wenyuan said.
Hearing this, Jiang Ning nodded. "Many thanks for Marquis Shen's reminder. I know."
Shen Wenyuan nodded. "Between you and me, though we both hold marquis titles, in terms of official rank, I am actually one grade below you! If Marquis has any instructions in the future, just speak!"
"Marquis Shen jests! The current me is, in truth, not qualified to serve as the Zeshan Province Inspector! The Inspectors of the Nine Provinces have always been peak First-Rank Martial Dao experts. That I can hold the post now may be because manpower is lacking at this very moment, or perhaps because Prefect Xiao wants me to temper myself first and accumulate experience," Jiang Ning said.
"Both are possible!" Shen Wenyuan nodded and continued, "Right now, those above are indeed short of manpower. The peak First-Rank Martial Dao