He left Luoshui County.
A moment later,
he visited Medicine King Valley.
He stayed there for less than the time it took an incense stick to burn before leaving again.
Up in a pavilion,
a middle-aged man with faintly graying temples watched Jiang Ning depart.
That man was Lu Qingshan, the master of Medicine King Valley.
As Lu Qingshan gazed in the direction Jiang Ning had disappeared, his expression grew complicated.
"One night to travel from the Royal Capital to Medicine King Valley. Just how powerful must he be?!"
His heart churned far more violently than his face revealed.
He had not brought it up during their conversation,
but he knew perfectly well that Jiang Ning would never skip New Year's Eve dinner at home.
He, Lu Qingshan, had neither the standing nor the influence to make Jiang Ning miss that dinner just to visit him.
If Jiang Ning had come, it was because he had been passing by and still remembered their old ties.
At that thought, Lu Qingshan looked toward Luoshui County.
He knew the only person there Jiang Ning truly valued was Wang Jin.
Wang Jin, master of the Blue-Wave Martial Academy.
"After the new year, I'll have to visit more often!"
"Now that he's Marquis Dongling and the inspector of Zeshan Prefecture, I have no standing to grow closer to him directly. But Wang Jin offers an excellent path!"
"After all, I treated Wang Jin myself!"
The thought put him at ease, and he felt a little fortunate too.
Looking back, the decision he had made then had been absolutely right.
In Dongling Commandery, plenty of factions were stronger than Medicine King Valley.
The master of Divine Sword Mountain, the Five Swords Sect, and the Sky-Pervading Sect in particular had once been giants of Dongling Commandery.