Contentment in One's Own Joy

Seeing Jiang Wang turn around, Du Ruhui remained very calm, continuing his words: "The Zhuang and Yong Kingdoms have always shared a deep history and are as close as lips and teeth. Any minor friction is merely incidental; a war will not break out. What do you think?"

Jiang Wang had imagined the scene of meeting Du Ruhui countless times, but none of those scenarios resembled the reality before him.

Such an unprepared encounter, so close, so sudden.

He tried his best to appear calm and indifferent, forcibly suppressing the raging waves in his heart, and asked in return: "Is the elder asking me?"

Du Ruhui smiled, his expression warm and kind, like an elder in one's own family: "Aside from you and me, is there anyone else here?"

"If you are asking me... I do not know." Jiang Wang shook his head: "Whether the Zhuang and Yong Kingdoms go to war is not my concern. By comparison, I am more concerned with the Demon Beasts in the Qichang Mountain Range and the Vein-Opening Pill."

"Is that so?" Du Ruhui looked at him: "I see your cultivation is not low, and you have lingered here for a long time. I thought you were very concerned about the conflict between Zhuang and Yong."

"The elder jokes. I am just looking around."

Du Ruhui chatted for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Who do you represent in observing the situation here?"

Jiang Wang put on a bitter face: "Elder, I truly do not know what you are asking. Look at me, I am so young, a child really, who could I possibly represent?"

"Then let me change the question." Du Ruhui remained unmoved, continuing to stare him down: "Where does this little brother come from?"

Jiang Wang knew this was the crux of