Burden

The Myriad Extremes Sect branch here had more or less been established.

"Demon Lord, you're back!" Yue Jinghong came jogging up to Chen Duan, her face brimming with delight.

Her hair was somewhat disheveled, and her robes were dusted with a little grime.

Chen Duan nodded. "You've managed things well. You've worked hard."

Yue Jinghong was flattered beyond measure. She hurriedly waved her hands, her cheeks faintly reddening. "Not at all, not at all. This is what I should be doing."

There were dark circles beneath her eyes, and she looked rather weary.

Managing the affairs of the branch had consumed no small amount of her energy.

She was skilled at fighting and training troops, proficient in every weapon from saber and spear to sword and halberd, but when it came to handling these mundane matters, she could only learn bit by bit.

"Come south with me. Leave this place to the people from headquarters."

"Yes! Please wait a moment, Demon Lord. I'll make the arrangements at once."

Yue Jinghong swiftly settled the affairs here, but when she returned, she had brought one more person with her.

Su Qing'an hid behind Yue Jinghong, cautiously poking her head out to look at Chen Duan.

Yue Jinghong explained somewhat awkwardly, "Demon Lord, may I take this child with us?"

Over this period, she had gotten along quite well with the little girl. Though Su Qing'an was mischievous and sharp-tongued, she was kind at heart.

The girl had gradually grown attached to her, and Yue Jinghong found herself somewhat reluctant to part with her so soon.

"Mhm, as you wish." Chen Duan answered casually, not even sparing Su Qing'an a glance.

Hearing this and seeing that Chen Duan was not displeased, Yue Jinghong let out a breath of relief.

"Rest assured, Demon Lord.