Inside the hall, Shi Xin had already taken his seat, while Lin Yan was brewing tea.
Yang Ling had changed into the Iron Garment Division uniform, with the better-quality Official Saber at his waist, one that boosted Strength by 5 points.
"Ninth-Grade Iron Armor: Health +100" "Ninth-Rank Official Saber: Strength +5, Attack Power 25"
Yang Ling felt somewhat emotional.
This promotion had brought enormous benefits.
First, his Health had risen from 210 points to 310 points.
He had never expected an ordinary piece of Ninth-Grade Iron Armor to add so much Health.
"I came here for Wu Que's matter, but I ended up with a small surprise."
Shi Xin held his teacup and gently blew on it before taking a sip.
"Wu Man was a Registered Ninth-Rank Martial Artist and a Rong Tribe spy. His death in Green Mountain City also proves that our Iron Garment Division has strict rules and that the people below us have not been slacking off."
"Either way, it is enough to give those above an explanation."
"As for what role and position the Mountains and Rivers Sect played in this matter, that is no longer something you and I need to concern ourselves with."
Yang Ling's heart stirred. It seemed the Mountains and Rivers Sect truly had some influence and had apparently settled the matter in advance.
He had worried for nothing for quite a while, afraid that the Mountains and Rivers Sect would be implicated.
"Lord Shi, a Registered Ninth-Rank Martial Artist is...?"
Yang Ling looked at Shi Xin, his face full of curiosity.
"You don't know? That makes sense. You do not look like someone from the martial world."
Shi Xin smiled faintly. "In our Zhao Kingdom, the Rong Kingdom, and other nations as well, Martial Artists are divided into