Outside the National Preceptor's Residence.
"National Preceptor, no need to see me any farther. This is fine!" Jiang Ning said.
"All right!" Su Qingying nodded, then asked, "Will you come sleep here again tonight?"
"I will!" Jiang Ning smiled.
He could also feel that after exhausting so much mental energy, he needed proper rest. Besides, he could not neglect the growth of his source energy points.
Then he cupped his hands to Su Qingying in farewell, turned, and left.
Elsewhere.
The man eavesdropping on Jiang Ning and Su Qingying's conversation was startled, and his steps quickened.
A little while later.
"Your Highness!" He appeared before a vigorous, imposing man dressed in splendid robes.
Had Jiang Ning been there, he would have recognized this man as the one who had previously assigned Xie Feiyan to approach him.
"Speak. What do you have to report?" the imposing man asked.
At this, the man faithfully recounted the conversation he had just overheard between Jiang Ning and the National Preceptor.
A little while later.
Intense shock flashed through the imposing man's eyes.
"Is everything you just said true?"
"How would your subordinate dare deceive Your Highness?" The man immediately dropped to his knees. He had heard the doubt in the voice of the Fifth Prince, who stood before him in flood-dragon robes.
He understood, too, that if he had not heard it with his own ears, he would never have believed what he had just said.
What sort of person was the National Preceptor?
She was someone who could shake the Royal Capital with a stamp of her foot.
Her swordsmanship had long since reached divine heights, placing her at the pinnacle of the world.
Although Jiang Ning ranked fourth on the Hidden Dragon Sky Ranking, he was ultimately only a rising talent, incomparable