"Forget it, I'm no saint. I'll leave this to the Golden Dragon Palace to handle, and focus on looking after my own family."
Song Yun shook his head and stopped thinking about it.
A day later, Song Yun returned to Yanjing.
The first thing he did upon returning was crafting a scabbard for the Black Light Sword.
The Black Light Sword is a treasure and shouldn't be displayed casually.
Anyone with even a trace of greed would have thoughts about it.
Song Yun now has the ability to instantly defeat some masters, but what if ten people came at him? At that point, two fists are no match for four hands, and Song Yun doesn't want his child to grow up without a father.
Besides, he can't be sure if there are any practitioners mentioned in Yin Xi's Manual on Earth.
So, it's better to be cautious in everything.
That day, while Song Yun was cultivating at home, Li Shishi knocked on the door saying, "Song Yun, there's an old gentleman outside to see you."
"Old gentleman?"
