The Desire Immortal Pavilion was naturally the most suitable place.
"An apology isn't necessary. If word got out, it would make it seem like I'm going too far."
"His Majesty Emperor Xia's Southern Hunting drill is imminent. If rumors spread that my Prime Minister's Mansion is bullying others, he'll likely be displeased when he hears it."
Jiang Lan leaned against the pavilion railing on the painted boat, a casual smile on his face.
"Don't worry, Young Master Jiang. We're just sparring and will know when to stop. We won't cause any trouble."
"Besides, this is an issue between us and that Zhang Yuan. It has nothing to do with the Prime Minister's Mansion."
The young Celestial Prides broke into smiles at his words and quickly chimed in with their agreement.
The Immortal Sects backing them still had to rely on the whims of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
They had come to the Imperial Capital for the Southern Hunting drill, sent by their Sects to serve as guards or in similar roles.
