On the forest road.
Jiang Ning appeared before Zhong Yue and the old beggar with Zhong Ling.
Hearing Jiang Ning's flattery, the old beggar immediately nodded.
"Then tell me, what is this old man's title? What is this old man's background?"
"Uh..." Jiang Ning opened his mouth, momentarily speechless.
"I knew it! You young brat was definitely just humoring me!" The old beggar blew his beard and glared.
Jiang Ning smiled awkwardly.
Then he looked at Zhong Yue, his expression solemn.
"Office Envoy Zhong, I have fulfilled my mission. Zhong Ling has been brought back whole and unharmed!"
As he spoke, Jiang Ning reached out and pulled Zhong Ling out from where she was hiding behind him.
"Grandpa Xuan!" Zhong Ling said timidly as she looked at Zhong Yue.
"Office Envoy Zhong, Miss Zhong Ling is hereby returned to you safe and sound! I still have some matters to attend to, so I shall take my leave first!" Jiang Ning said with cupped hands.
"Good!" Zhong Yue nodded.
Then he looked at his great-granddaughter. "Why aren't you coming over yet?"
"Yes, Grandpa Xuan!" Zhong Ling lowered her head obediently and walked forward.
The next moment.
Jiang Ning turned and left.
Li Sixiang had left.
Since Xiao Qiushui had made her choice, he would not allow this grudge to continue dragging on.
As he pondered, Jiang Ning quickly disappeared from Zhong Yue and the others' sight.
Along the way.
He did not move quickly.
Everything that had just happened kept flashing through his mind.
Especially Li Sixiang's brief strike, which replayed again and again in his mind.
That unimaginably powerful sense of oppression had made him truly understand that the gap of a single rank was as vast as heaven and earth.
Then he thought of Ye Zhengqi.
In Jiang Ning's