"He's here!"
"Who is here?" Chen Wang was taken aback, then instantly realized, "Uncle, has that Dongling Marquis arrived?"
"It's him!" Chen Canghai nodded.
"I'll go down and inform our sect members immediately, instruct them not to have any conflict with Dongling Marquis, nor obstruct his path." Chen Wang quickly said.
"No need!" Chen Canghai said indifferently, "If he doesn't wish it, your sect members wouldn't dare obstruct his path."
...
Chaosheng Pavilion.
Jiang Ning walked ahead, ascending the steps casually.
Jing Wuming followed behind, nerves tense, staying close.
The two arrived at the middle of the cliff.
"Who's there?" Eight Chaosheng Pavilion disciples guarding the mountain gate saw the two arriving and immediately approached with their swords.
The next moment.
An invisible aura spread.
The eight immediately halted, sweating profusely, pupils contracting as they watched Jiang Ning pass by.
