In truth, he could have handed all these trivial matters to the elders below or to other disciples, but Ancestor Hongjun truly liked doing things personally.
He insisted on personally overseeing many matters, and he was also afraid others might do many bad things within the sect, so he really worked extremely hard.
Daoist Yangmei looked at Ancestor Hongjun and said, "How is it? You've still been very busy during this period."
Hearing Daoist Yangmei's voice, Ancestor Hongjun slowly lifted his head. He narrowed his eyes slightly, perhaps because he had spent too long looking at the files before him, and his eyes were not especially comfortable.
He looked at Daoist Yangmei and said to him, "I feel like you've been looking rather travel-worn these past few days."
Hearing Ancestor Hongjun say this, Daoist Yangmei was truly very aggrieved. He looked at Ancestor Hongjun and said, "How could I not be travel-worn? The conditions in this place aren't particularly good, and every day it's nothing but coarse bran and vegetables. Don't even mention how bitter it is."
There was really a hint of complaint in those words, but Ancestor Hongjun did not think that way. He also knew that Daoist Yangmei was someone who exaggerated whatever he said.
And even if the food and drink had not been especially good these past few days, Daoist Yangmei was not someone who would mistreat himself. He would definitely let himself live a better life.
Ancestor Hongjun looked at Qin Xi and said to him, "Now that you have already entered the center of the Magical Beast Mountain Range, you must be careful with what comes next."
Ancestor Hongjun had always been someone poor with words, and normally, his facial expressions were very few. More often than not, when it came to all