"Let us part here."
Seeing Chen Yunfan so decisive, Chen Yi paused, but asked no further questions.
Since his elder brother did not want to speak, he had his reasons.
Whatever the White Tiger Guard, the Vermilion Bird Guard, or the Shuzhou Commander's Office was plotting, he believed Chen Yunfan could handle it.
Over this time, he had come to know that Chen Yunfan was nowhere near as simple as he appeared.
Or rather, Chen Yunfan had sheathed all his sharp edges, revealing only his worldly, irreverent side.
After all, Chen Yunfan was now a martial artist in the upper three grades, with his Sword Dao perfected.
Someone like that would be no weakling anywhere.
One must not forget.
When Xiao Jinghong first took command of the Dingyuan Army, her cultivation base had only been at this realm.
Li Huaigu apparently felt that he had accomplished his purpose in coming today. In excellent spirits, he cupped his hands and smiled. "Then I wish you smooth sailing, Brother Yunfan."
Chen Yunfan waved a hand and said with a smile, "Thank you for your kind words, Brother Huaigu-"
They exchanged a few pleasantries.
Chen Yi, Li Huaigu, and the others boarded their respective carriages, and the rumble of wheels gradually faded amid the clatter of hooves.
Chen Yunfan stood beneath the eaves of Tingyu Pavilion, the smile on his face disappearing little by little.
The roads of the martial world stretched far.
The human heart stretched farther still.
Chen Yunfan's promotion to deputy commissioner of the Shuzhou Commander's Office had indeed broken with precedent.
Anyone could see that.
But how many understood His Majesty's intentions?
Very few.
Even Chen Yunfan himself did not understand them well.
He knew only this.
Some days earlier, the White Tiger Guard had told him to keep