The Purple Mink in the girl's arms also seemed to have caught a whiff of some scent that drove it restless, struggling in the girl's embrace.
The girl was a bit surprised. This Purple Mink had the bloodline of a Ghost Hound, and to raise it, the Jiang Family had expended quite an effort, feeding it countless natural treasures. Yet, in Jiufeng Mountain, there was something else that could catch its attention?
"I remember, that way leads to the Wanhua Institute, right?"
Wan Zheng glanced in the direction the girl pointed and nodded.
"Since the Wooden Fish isn't here, can I take a walk over there?"
"Miss Jiang, please feel free; after all, you are also one of us from Jiufeng Mountain."
Wan Zheng had no objections.
Jiang Zi Yun smiled slightly, "I remembered something—I wrote a letter to Xiaoyu'Er. Could I trouble Brother Wan to deliver it? I'll be waiting for you at the main peak."
"Alright."
...
The changes in General Wei were ongoing.
