"Ningxi, I called you here this time because Fourth Brother sent someone with a letter."
After the small talk, Wang Shouye's expression suddenly turned serious. He took an encrypted storage disk from his Storage Ring and handed it to Ningxi.
Its contents mainly concerned the follow-up operations in the Nanye Divine Continent, as well as a shipment of supplies.
After carefully reading Shouzhe's letter, Wang Ningxi also breathed a sigh of relief. "Great-Grandfather's operations in the Nanye Divine Continent have gone very smoothly. That is truly cause for celebration."
"This Thunderbolt Sacred Flame was specifically auctioned off for you by your great-grandmother." Wang Shouye took out another cluster of Sacred Flame that continuously flickered with lightning, smiling as he handed it over. "Now you no longer need to envy my Sacred Flame."
Good stuff.
Wang Ningxi's eyes lit up. Delighted, he put away the Sacred Flame, deciding to refine it properly once he returned.
"You heard what my Fourth Brother meant as well. Development is the hard truth. Fourth Brother and the others will handle matters of strategy and planning; our task is to take care of the logistics in Luo Jing." Wang Shouye's expression grew stern again. "Our war with the Devil Race is a protracted battle. In the end, what we compete in is still overall strength."
"I understand. I will certainly not disappoint Great-Grandfather's expectations." Wang Ningxi nodded and spoke with utmost solemnity.
Afterward, the two further discussed and refined their upcoming policies and actions.
Only after an hour or two did Wang Ningxi finally leave.
Yet Wang Ningxi had barely left when Dongfang Lingrou and Empress Luo Jia rushed into Wang Shouye's study.
The two did not quarrel, but whatever they did, they had to compete with each other. The atmosphere was practically needle against wheat