Outside Langya Pavilion.
"Ye Xuan, how has the Old Pavilion Master been lately?"
"My uncle is well, thank you for your concern, Brother Wang."
"In recent years, the Profound Celestial Sect has grown increasingly rampant, and the Jianghu is also unstable. It seems the Shadow Tower is showing signs of revival. At the year-end Martial Arts Assembly, it's said that a Martial Arts Alliance Leader will be chosen to rally the sects and forces of Jianghu to crusade against the Profound Celestial Sect. Doesn't the Sword Pavilion plan to take charge of the situation?"
Ye Xuan remained silent.
After a moment, Ye Xuan's sleeve flicked, and a handwritten letter fell into his palm, which he handed to Uncle Xiao Wang.
Uncle Xiao Wang merely raised an eyebrow but did not take it.
Ye Xuan said calmly, "This time when I came down the mountain, besides visiting Zhiwei at Langya Pavilion, I also have a task, which is to deliver a letter from my uncle to you."
