At sunset, Tie Linglong stood at the doorway with her back to the sunlight. After watching quietly for a while, she turned and left, resolving to ask Old Man Mu for a clear explanation.
Inside the house, Chu Nanping was still wielding his long sword with measured precision, completely ignoring the sweat pouring down his body and failing to notice that someone had come and gone outside.
Tie Linglong first went to ask Hu Shining for leave. South City had been unsettled lately, and the Protectorate had greatly strengthened its defenses. It was in urgent need of manpower. Hu Shining hesitated for a moment before agreeing. Although Tie Linglong's martial arts were decent, she had never undergone strict training, and she did not fit in with the warrior camp he had established. Her absence would not make much difference.
"Dragon King is preparing for tomorrow night's decisive battle. You'd better not cause him any trouble," Hu Shining reminded her.
"Of course," Tie Linglong said coldly.
Dragon King had locked himself in his study from the moment he woke that morning, leaving all major and minor matters to the strategist and Long Fanyun. He had announced that he would not come out until tomorrow evening. During that time, no one was allowed to enter, and he would not come out for any reason.
Tie Linglong felt that she did not need the reminder. She indeed intended to cause some trouble, but she had never considered asking Dragon King for help.
She returned to her room and carefully wiped her Narrow Saber. Suddenly, she felt a surge of irritation. She had studied saberplay for years, yet had never become a master. Her Hehe Jin, taught to her by Dragon King, was progressing slowly; she was still stuck at the first layer, Yang