"Brother Yan!"
Qin Nishang came trotting over on tiptoe like a little deer in the woods, her face brimming with excitement.
Although this third princess of the dynasty had already come of age, in private she still had the temperament of a little girl whose childishness had yet to fade. Put nicely, she had retained her childlike heart.
"Young Master Yan..." Wang Quan said with a somewhat awkward smile, cupping his fists.
Xu Yan's eyes curved faintly, a calm smile resting on his lips as he raised a brow. "What, does the Martial Academy have some kind of dharma assembly too?"
"You can foresee the future, Brother Yan!" Qin Nishang stared at Xu Yan with her watery eyes wide open, her face full of astonishment.
"I just guessed." Seeing her expression, Xu Yan immediately found it rather amusing.
"Young Master Yan is wise. Your guess was correct." As he spoke, Wang Quan took a dharma invitation from his robes.
Xu Yan had seen this scene once before and casually accepted it.
"At the Great Yin Martial Academy's Mystic Powers Gathering at the beginning of next month, people from Zhuxi Kingdom will also be participating. Young Master Yan, your physical techniques are unmatched, and you look down upon your peers. Please lend our Martial Academy a hand. No matter what, we cannot let the people of Zhuxi Kingdom look down on Great Yin's younger generation." Wang Quan pursed his lips, his tone quite sincere.
Those who practiced martial arts truly were straightforward. Wang Quan directly stated why he had come to invite Xu Yan.
The Martial Academy's Initial Dao Academy had its own gifted disciples.
Moreover, the Martial Academy had not invited Xu Yan alone this time. To be safe, they had also invited several disciples from inherited lineages.
Xu Yan