The next day.
Outside the National Master Mansion.
"Dongling Marquis, please stop here!" Xiang Yuan said cheerfully.
"Martial King, Master Xiao, I will surely welcome you properly when I have time in the future!" Jiang Ning said.
"Dongling Marquis, you're too kind!" Xiao Wuque said with a faint smile.
After that, the two of them walked in the snow, slowly heading into the distance.
"Junior Brother, I didn't expect that our teacher would value him so much, that he would make a move again because of him." Martial King Xiang Yuan walked side by side with Xiao Wuque.
With his broad and tall body, Xiao Wuque appeared thin and weak, like a common frail scholar.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Wuque slowly shook his head: "Brother Xiang, you might have misunderstood our teacher's intentions."
"What do you mean, Junior Brother Xiao?" Martial King Xiang Yuan asked.
