Wang Qingtan's Decision!

Front hall.

The charcoal fire crackled and popped, sparks leaping up now and then.

Shen Wenyuan lifted the tea from the table, took a small sip, then spoke.

"Dongling Marquis, you must still be cautious. Even if a Martial Saint has stepped forward, once there is a first time, there will be a second."

"I know!" Jiang Ning nodded.

"What are your plans going forward, Dongling Marquis?" Shen Wenyuan asked again.

At that, Jiang Ning briefly repeated what he had just said.

"Lying low for a while is indeed an option! But..." Shen Wenyuan trailed off, then shook his head and said no more.

"Marquis Shen, please speak plainly," Jiang Ning said.

"In a sense, the more the Martial Saint backs you, the deeper you will be drawn into danger! It means that one holds you in extremely high regard. Since you can command such attention from that one, certain people will inevitably think more deeply about it," Shen Wenyuan said.

Jiang Ning nodded. "Thank you for the reminder, Marquis Shen. I understand."

Shen Wenyuan nodded. "Though both of us hold the rank of marquis, in terms of official grade, I am actually one rank below you! Should you have any instructions in the future, Marquis, do not hesitate to speak!"

"You jest, Marquis Shen! In truth, I am not yet qualified to serve as the Inspector of Zeshan Prefecture. The inspectors of the Nine Provinces have always been peak first-rank martial artists. The reason I can hold the post now may be because they are short on manpower, or perhaps Palace Lord Xiao wants me to gain experience first," Jiang Ning said.

"Both are possible!" Shen Wenyuan nodded and continued, "There truly is a shortage of manpower above. There are only so many publicly known peak first-rank martial artists!