"Di Shen smashed the West City Guard Office's arena as soon as he entered the city?"
Tang Luo slightly raised his sword-like eyebrows and set down the secret record in his hand, inwardly pondering, "This reckless personality is far removed from the heavy stability conveyed in the intelligence."
"Rest assured, Dean."
Seeing Tang Luo's sudden thoughtful appearance, Du Ting assumed this signaled dissatisfaction with his work. He lowered his head timidly and said respectfully, "I have already passed the message to Mr. Du and Governor Meng. I trust the turmoil will soon calm down."
"No need to hurry. Wushen Mountain is the origin of martial arts in Xiehe; its magic and witchcraft are unmatched in the world. Taking this opportunity to observe them well is a great idea."
