"What? What good news?" Ling Yunwu raised his other hand, taking the sword slip Yu Wan handed him, while that hand clasped her soft one.
"Hee hee, Husband, you'll know once you look!" Yu Wan was actually slightly out of breath, and her face was somewhat flushed. These were clearly symptoms of forcibly driving her sword essence and flying by sword.
Ling Yunwu's heart ached for her. He was in no hurry to inspect the sword slip and said tenderly, "Couldn't you have sent a flying sword message with whatever news you had? Why did you have to rush here yourself? Not only would it consume sword essence, but the journey itself was unsafe. If you encountered Dao Sect cultivators, your husband..."
"Hee hee, Husband! Just take a look first!" Yu Wan interrupted him with a charming laugh. "How could a flying sword message be as safe and convenient as my coming here myself?"
"Besides, I was worried about you too! How could I rest easy without coming to see you in person?"
Hearing Yu Wan speak like this, sweetness filled Ling Yunwu's heart. He released his divine sense and prepared to examine the sword slip!
"This is an image!" Yu Wan reminded him with a smile, a trace of mischief gleaming in her eyes.
"Heh heh, Wan'er, how old are you already? Yet you are still so mischievous!" Ling Yunwu smiled bitterly, the gloom in his heart lifting considerably.
When he activated his sword essence, a blurry image emerged from the sword slip. It showed a lean, tall Dao Sect cultivator in Thunder Control Sect robes flying swiftly toward them. Before his face could be seen clearly, the image went black again!
"This is..." A flicker of surprise passed through Ling Yunwu's eyes, followed at once by delight as