Jun Mo couldn't make sense of it either, but that sword strike had looked so much like it. He said uncertainly, "It's similar, but I'm not completely sure!"
Wang Yue had no idea what the academy disciples were thinking. After he and Shanshan left, they went to the south gate of the Haotian Dao. He'd been back for quite a while now, so it was time to have a good talk with Yan Se.
Yan Se was thrilled to see Wang Yue. He knew Wang Yue had gone to the academy and wanted to find out how badly Ning Que had been hurt.
Wang Yue knew he couldn't hide it from Yan Se. He shook his head and said solemnly, "Brother, let's not talk about Ning Que. Come, let me introduce you. This is your future sister-in-law, Bookworm, Mo Shanshan. She's sure to become a Talisman Master one day, too. Aren't you tempted?"
Only then did Yan Se look at Mo Shanshan. He studied her from head to toe, then said, "Go on, write a few characters for me at the desk."
Mo Shanshan politely bowed. Knowing Yan Se was eager to ask Wang Yue about Ning Que, she obediently went to write.
Sure enough, as soon as Shanshan reached the desk, Yan Se anxiously asked, "How is my future disciple?"
Seeing how worried Yan Se was about Ning Que, Wang Yue explained helplessly, "I can say for certain that Ning Que is still alive, but I haven't seen him for several days either. I don't know any more than you do."
Yan Se sighed helplessly and told Wang Yue how his divination had gone. He knew Ning Que was still alive, but not being able to see him left him worried.
After all, Ning Que had already opened eight