On the matter of the old man going into seclusion to recover, only to discover he had been "sidelined"

Jianyang Prefecture, Shen Residence.

Besides Wu Shan, there was another rare visitor in the courtyard: Yang Mingli, the General Who Guards the South.

He sat beneath a large tree with his eyes closed, resting his mind. Though not a speck of dust had touched him, a thick layer of fallen leaves had piled up around him, making it clear that the General Who Guards the South had been staying at the residence for quite some time.

"Another three months!"

"Lord Feng has been back for so long. Why hasn't General Nanyang returned yet?"

Wu Shan felt that if he had possessed a mortal body, his mouth would have broken out in blisters from anxiety by now.

For cultivators, a mere few months was not even enough for a round of secluded cultivation.

But the problem was that General Nanyang had gone to the capital to receive his reward. With such abundant Imperial Qi in his hands, by all reason, he should have immediately returned to the safest place and properly digested this harvest.

There was absolutely no reason for him to linger outside.

"..."

Yang Mingli slowly opened his eyes. He had not been anxious before, knowing that Nanyang held a Third-Rank Demon-Slaying Token.

With such strength, so long as he did not deliberately court death, he could go anywhere beneath heaven.

Especially within the borders of the Divine Dynasty.

Even if he encountered a Bodhisattva or some Great Luo Immortal Venerable, as long as he focused on fleeing for his life, he would most likely survive.

Taking ten thousand steps back, even if he really had terrible luck and met a fatal calamity, surely not even a scrap of news could fail to get out.

Yet after waiting so long, there was still no word. Even Yang Mingli gradually