Front Hall.
The charcoal fire crackled and popped, occasionally sending sparks into the air.
Shen Wenyan picked up the tea on the table, took a gentle sip, and then spoke.
"Dongling Marquis still needs to be cautious, even with the Martial Saint's support; where there's a first, there's often a second."
"I understand!" Jiang Ning nodded.
"What are Dongling Marquis's plans for the future?" Shen Wenyan asked again.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning briefly repeated his earlier words.
"Lying low for a while is indeed an option! But..." Shen Wenyan hesitated, then shook his head, saying no more.
"Marquis Shen, please speak frankly!" Jiang Ning said.
"In a way, the more the Martial Saint supports you, the more it puts you in danger! Because this shows how much that person values you! Since you can attract such attention, some people will think more deeply," Shen Wenyan said.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning nodded: "Thank you for the warning, Marquis Shen, I understand."
