Wind Earl Feilian

For an entire day, Ling Yi remained in the council hall, speaking with the heads of Lingyun City's various departments.

Although Ling Yi would not involve himself in the trivial affairs, he still needed to keep a firm grip on the overall direction.

Setting the tone and then conveying it personally to these lower-ranking leaders would both prevent needless mistakes and imprint Ling Yi's presence on their minds.

The sun set and the moon rose, the rabbit departed and the crow appeared, and the next morning arrived as expected.

On the training ground, Ling Yi and Ah Rou stood facing each other, less than thirty centimeters apart, each reflected in the other's eyes.

At once, Ling Yi summoned his Martial Soul, Azure Wood · Blue Silver Grass, and caused countless strands of Blue Silver Grass to grow, wrapping the two of them inside a huge blue grass ball.

In the confined space, a distinct look of relief flashed across Ah Rou's face.

Earlier, she had felt Yang Shelly watching from outside the training ground. Although the gaze was not cold, Ah Rou had still felt uneasy.

She did not know whether it was because she felt guilty.

Ling Yi, meanwhile, had a clear conscience and did not think much of it. He simply extended his hand, palm up, before the girl, indicating for her to place her soft little hand on it.

Ah Rou's pretty face reddened slightly as she placed her delicate hand in Ling Yi's long, slender one. Feeling its warm, smooth touch, she nearly let a soft moan escape her throat.

Fortunately, her remaining reason kept her from losing her composure. Instead, at a signal from Ling Yi's eyes, she summoned her Soft Bone Rabbit Martial Soul.

Thanks to their experience two days earlier, Ling Yi was