Feng Xiaoyi closed her eyes comfortably. "Since you're giving up this ore vein for the Red Blood Seven Transitions Technique, you can't continue as the Qi Kingdom Guardian Envoy. You missed the chance to become Vice Hall Master of the External Affairs Hall last time, and the timing isn't right now—there are no openings. You'll just have to find another place to serve as a Guardian Envoy for a few more years. Where do you want to go?"
Du Youqian thought for a moment. "The Han Kingdom, I suppose. I hear the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion there is quite impressive. I've always been fond of swordsmanship and plan to see what they have to offer."
He said Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, but Du Youqian was actually thinking of the Zhongxuan Sect.
The favors he had yet to repay, the karmic ties he had yet to sever—it was time to settle them all.
Thinking of the Zhongxuan Sect, his thoughts uncontrollably drifted elsewhere.
