He did not finish reading before gathering the papers and giving Tang Wulin a solemn bow. "This was a failure of discipline on my part. I will investigate it thoroughly. Making the two of you come all this way today was truly the Nine Treasure Glazed Sect's fault. I will have someone prepare a modest gift to express our apologies."
As he spoke, he turned and gave a few instructions to the disciple waiting nearby. Before long, someone hurried out carrying a wooden case trimmed with gold thread.
Sect Master Ning presented it with both hands. When the lid opened, several spirit herbs of great age and a high-quality soul bone lay inside, gleaming with a gentle luster in the morning light.
It looked somewhat like a secret-method soul bone.
Tang Wulin did not refuse. He accepted it and stored it in his storage Soul Tool, giving a slight nod. "Sect Master Ning is thoughtful. As for the person who borrowed your sect's name to cause trouble, I have already had him detained at Shrek, along with the items. Sect Master Ning can decide how to handle the rest."
He paused, then added, "But in my opinion, Sect Master Ning might as well bring him back personally. Deal with him however you see fit. Sending him to Shrek to apologize would not be out of the question either."
Sect Master Ning agreed repeatedly, though the corner of his eye discreetly flicked toward Mu En.
The old man had stood nearby without saying a word, his hands clasped behind his back and his expression mild, revealing neither pleasure nor anger. Yet simply having that gaunt figure standing there made the hairs on the back of Sect Master Ning's neck stand on end.
He cursed that troublemaking idiot more than ten times