"Senior Brother Jiang."
He hurried forward and bowed to Jiang Yan, his tone exceedingly respectful.
At first, Wu Erlang had naturally been very dissatisfied with Jiang Yan.
Although Jiang Yan had revealed that he possessed the Li Kong Sword Body, Wu Erlang still believed that while Jiang Yan was a genius, his combat skills must be far inferior to his own. So he had challenged him several times.
Jiang Yan had been left with no choice. He made a brief move, just enough to teach Wu Erlang a small lesson—and nearly beat the genius disciple half to death.
After that, Wu Erlang truly understood that there would always be someone stronger, and that beyond the heavens lay still higher heavens. He admired Jiang Yan more and more.
"Junior Brother Erlang."
Jiang Yan gave a slight nod, pointed at the wall covered with disaster-relief missions, and asked casually,
"What's going on here? Why have so many natural disasters broken out in the sect's territory?"
"Senior Brother Jiang, you may not know, since you've been in seclusion lately."
"Recently, disasters of all kinds have indeed been breaking out one after another throughout the lands under the Sword Sect's jurisdiction."
Wu Erlang straightened up, a trace of puzzlement showing on his face. "After discussing the matter, the sect elders ordered many disciples to take part in disaster relief."
"Even the rewards are far more generous than for ordinary missions."
"Senior Brother Jiang, you've been in seclusion ever since joining the sect. Why not take a break from it and go out for a walk?"
"These disaster-relief missions are extremely dangerous, but the rewards are tempting. Even I take on a few that suit me."
Seeing Jiang Yan arrive at the Task Hall, Wu Erlang assumed that the great genius had finally decided to