Intelligence had already shown that, based on Sikong Jing's speed, he should have left the Northern Mountain and returned.
However, during this period, most of Ji Shengmang's intelligence was controlled by Ji Tan, so many things were unclear.
Upon hearing this, Ji Tan's eyes widened, and he slapped his forehead.
"Yes, Sikong Jing was truly exceptional. But if I hadn't schemed to kill Beigong Xianfeng, how could Sikong Jing have gone to defend against Mo Ci for the Beigong Family in the War Soul Dynasty?"
"In the end, it was all due to my efforts; it was my merit."
These words made Ji Shengmang grit his teeth audibly in frustration, clearly exasperated.
However, he didn't bring up Sikong Jing to talk about merit, but rather to deliberately steer the topic towards the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace.
