Martial Inheritance Hall.
Zheng Fang sat opposite a middle-aged man dressed in brocade.
Faced with this unexpected visitor,
Zheng Fang looked somewhat grave. The man before him was no ordinary person; he had come from Central Province.
He also held a clearly defined position.
An envoy of the Imperial Court.
No servants came to serve tea, and the atmosphere in the hall was solemn.
Stroking his beard with one hand, Zheng Fang looked at the middle-aged envoy and asked in a low voice, "May I ask what brings you here?"
"I have come on the Imperial Court's orders to invite Sect Master Qin to lend his aid."
"To invite our sect master?"
"Elder Zheng should know that demon calamities are now rampant throughout Great Zhao. The Imperial Court has invited experts from across the land to slay evil fiends and quell these disasters. Sect Master Qin once slew the Moon-Swallowing Demon King in Falling Moon Prefecture and killed hundreds of evil fiends in Northcloud Prefecture.
"His Majesty has also heard of these astonishing feats.
"That is why I have come specifically to invite Sect Master Qin to help deal with the evil fiends in the other prefectures."
Wu Lang did not beat around the bush or put on the airs of an imperial envoy. He simply cupped his hands as he spoke.
His words, however,
also contained some veiled flattery toward Qin Shujian.
Zheng Fang understood something of the situation from Wu Lang's explanation.
Compared with the peace in Northcloud Prefecture, the other prefectures were all experiencing considerable turmoil.
Still,
after a brief silence, he shook his head and said, "Our sect master is in seclusion. I fear you may be disappointed."
"In seclusion?"
Wu Lang froze.
He had considered that the Origin Sect might refuse, but he had never