The Sword of Nangong Long

Before Nangong Long could finish speaking,

"Vmm!" A ball of golden light flared inside the inn.

Under the shopkeeper and waiters' watchful eyes, and as Nangong Long stared in stunned disbelief,

Shangguan Ruoyan, dressed in white with her brows knitted, suddenly appeared before them all.

Wang Xian pointed to the chair beside him and smiled. "Madam, please sit. We're probably a hundred li from Giant Dragon City, so no one should come looking for trouble."

"Great General... Madam, you really are with Wang Xian... How... how is that possible?"

For a moment, Nangong Long was startled. Then joy swept over him.

This was practically a heaven-sent, enormous merit. How could he not be delighted?

First, he hadn't expected to corner Wang Xian here.

Before Wang Xian had even finished a basin of meat, the vanished Shangguan Ruoyan had appeared before him too.

Shangguan Ruoyan was taken aback at first. Then, seeing Wang Xian's calm gaze, she thought of how far they were from Giant Dragon City.

With just her and Wang Xian working together, why would they fear this man before them?

She drew a deep breath and ignored Nangong Long.

Instead, she gave Wang Xian a faint smile. "How many days did I sleep?"

"Not many. Just two!"

Wang Xian didn't even bother to avoid Nangong Long as he continued, "When I left Giant Dragon City, I saw that the three armies hadn't yet gone to war, so I slipped away quietly."

Hearing this, Shangguan Ruoyan couldn't help smiling faintly.

She thought, This fellow doesn't even see General Nangong standing right in front of him. He's gone and spilled secrets he shouldn't be telling.

In the blink of an eye, she seemed to understand something.

If Wang Xian dared say all this, then perhaps, if Nangong Long made a