Ningdu, Demonic Law Association.
After receiving the message from Ling Mo, he spent the whole night going over the details of the Demonic Law Association's move to Ningdu.
Jiang Yu gazed at the elegant, antique courtyard and followed the old man inside, through a doorway with an ancient, graceful design.
The old man in the courtyard sipped his tea. His eyes narrowed into slits, and he smiled warmly.
Beside him, Jiang Huang watched with a puzzled look.
He couldn't understand why the old man seemed so strange today.
The old man had just finished speaking with Ling Mo.
He looked to be in his sixties, but sprang to his feet and greeted Jiang Yu with enthusiasm.
"Jiang Yu, young friend! You've really made it!"
"Your magical power... it's grown even stronger!"
From what the old man could sense, Jiang Yu's magical energy felt nothing like that of an ordinary high-ranking mage.
But that was only natural. With talent like his, it was no wonder the whole world was clamoring to recruit him.
The old man had been silent for a long time. Far too long...
"Elder, what you said about the contract..."
Jiang Yu sat down and politely addressed the old man, the head of the Demonic Law Association.
"I really did make a huge profit this time."
At the mention of Jiang Yu, the old man could no longer hold back his laughter.
This left Jiang Huang completely baffled. In his eyes, the old man was a dignified, profound figure who rarely smiled.
He looked at Jiang Yu, then back at the old man. He couldn't understand why he'd changed so much.
"Jiang Yu, take a look at this."
The old man took out a dark-purple ring. It looked as if it had been carved from jade.
He sat