In the pavilion.
Ye Zhengqi and Elder Zhong looked at Jiang Ning, their expressions showing regret.
"What a pity!" Ye Zhengqi shook his head and continued, "With your Immortal Dao talent, during the Ancient Times, you would surely become superior to billions of souls, above the common masses."
Elder Zhong also shook his head silently.
Seeing the two's expressions like this, Jiang Ning couldn't help but smile.
"What's there to be regretful about?" he said indifferently.
Then he picked up a pastry from the table to continue filling his stomach.
"Lord Jiang certainly sees things openly!" Elder Zhong nodded.
At this moment.
"Residence Envoy Ye, Elder Zhong!"
"Residence Envoy Ye, Elder Zhong!"
A male and female voice came from behind them.
Jiang Ning turned his head to see a man and a woman, both about thirty years old, walking side by side.
While he was feeling puzzled, Elder Zhong was the first to speak.
"Lord Huang, Wang Xunshi, come quickly!"
