Night fell, and the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect grew quiet.
A figure silently arrived at the gate tower of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, drawing the attention of the patrolling disciples. "Who's there? Show yourself!"
"It's me!" A crisp, pleasant voice rang out as the figure slowly emerged from the darkness. It was Qin Rongrong, dressed in combat attire.
Seeing who it was, the patrolling disciples harbored no suspicion and immediately dropped to one knee. "Miss."
"There's no need for such formalities, uncles. You are all Rongrong's elders. Please rise quickly." A sweet, harmless smile appeared on Qin Rongrong's lovely face, making each of the patrolling disciples feel as though their souls had been cleansed.
They slowly rose to their feet. At that moment, Qin Rongrong seemed like an angel to them.
"Reporting to Miss, Zhang Wei, captain of the Second Squad of the Third Patrol Brigade of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, is carrying out patrol duties. Please give your orders." The leading patrol member straightened his back and spoke respectfully.
Ever since the incident fifteen years ago, when Spirit Hall kidnapped the direct bloodline of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi had reflected deeply and greatly strengthened the patrols and defenses.
Not only had the defenses been reinforced and additional manpower deployed, but the patrols had also been divided into three shifts, allowing them to guard against any possible enemies more effectively.
Qin Rongrong smiled brightly. "There's no need to speak of orders. The hidden weapons have been completed. As the eyes of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, you have always stood on the front lines and undertaken the most dangerous tasks. I thought that having hidden weapons for protection would better ensure both your safety and the sect's."
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