Practicing skills and drinking tea do not delay matters of Sword, Spear, Saber, Halberd.
In leisure ti, summarize and reflect on the recent past bit by bit, and organize and condense it little by little.
Reports that need to be made to Dongfang Sansan.
Are also repeatedly organized in the mind.
As for the Golden Horned Flood Dragon, now it’s not ho every day, not sure where it’s gone to collect Death Energy and Nether Energy.
Finally.
Dusk fell.
Fang Che inexplicably felt the atmosphere around him suddenly beco still.
Solemn.
An invisible aura seed to suddenly envelop the entire Baiyun State.
As if the whole sky suddenly lowered tens of thousands of feet, directly overhead.
Heavy, making it hard to breathe.
At this mont, the door was softly knocked twice.
Then it was pushed open.
Song Yidao stood at the door.
Looking complexly at Fang Che in the courtyard, who was standing tall and handso, holding a sword.
"Fang Che. The three-day period is up."
Song Yidao’s voice was very calm.
"I understand."
Fang Che casually tossed, the long sword in his hand shot back to the weapon rack with a swish.
Silent, it was already still on it.
Fang Che calmly smiled: "I have been waiting for quite so ti."
He smiled: "The waiting ti really is unbearably long."
Song Yidao lightly smiled.
He moved aside.
Imdiately, a group of people in black filed in, five on each side.
As if they were the soul-catching envoys of King Yanluo, with cold, stern faces. Standing on both sides, the entire courtyard instantly beca like a Guardian Law Enforcent Hall.
A tall, thin figure appeared, dressed in black, wearing a large cloak, a black jade crown on his head, and a black hat atop the crown.
His face was gaunt, eyes deeply set, gaze as sharp as a falcon.
With hands behind his back, he slowly walked in.
Upon his arrival, it seed as if heavenly might was vast, and the bright mirror was suspended high.
All worldly darkness, filthy things, seed to be seen through by one glance from him.
When Fang Che saw this face, he naturally felt a sense of ’fairness, strictness, impartiality.’
It seed this person could clear all injustices in the world.
And could make all evil spirits and monsters nowhere to hide.
"Are you Fang Che?"
This person looked at Fang Che’s face.
"Yes, Lord is..."
"Yan Wuzui from Headquarters!"
Yan Wuzui looked at Fang Che and said, "Do you know why I am here?"
"I know. Wenxin Road!"
"Once Wenxin Road begins, it cannot be stopped midway."
Yan Wuzui slowly said, "You now have the chance to refuse and withdraw from the Guardian team."
"I will not refuse."
Fang Che said calmly, "I have a clear conscience!"
"A clear conscience indeed!"
Yan Wuzui said calmly, "Every Wei Wo Zheng Sect undercover agent says this before entering Wenxin Road."
Fang Che asked, "Is the lord trying to convict before Wenxin Road even begins?"
Yan Wuzui said heavily, "Just procedural reminders, Steward Fang, do not be alard."
Fang Che replied, "I am not alard, I am just curious. Before Wenxin Road, there’s still pressure applied, is this the rule of Headquarters?"
The faces of the ten people in black all changed.
Yan Wuzui’s black cloak moved automatically, even without wind.
He gave Fang Che a firm look and said softly, "Clear the area!"
The ten people imdiately brushed speedily, searching the entire Scholar Residence.
Ye ng was invited out of the room, into the courtyard.
The door was wide open.
Yan Wuzui strode forward, black robe flowing.
Entered the room, directly into Fang Che’s study.
"Master Song!"
"Subordinate is here!"
"Guard the door! Do not allow anyone to approach!"
"Yes, sir!"
"Law Enforcers."
"Subordinate is here."
"Ten directions on guard!"
"Yes!"
"Fang Che!"
"Present!"
"Please!"
Imdiately, Fang Che felt his body float and he had already entered a misty clouded space.
Domain!
This Lord Yan Wuzui actually has the qualification to deploy a domain!
Even Fang Che was shocked.
It seems this Lord Yan Wuzui is definitely a super master.
The Guardian Headquarters is indeed full of hidden potentials.
Then a motion of mist and clouds again transford before his eyes, clearly he could feel a change in space happening again.
After this entry, though misty clouds lingered, it was no longer a haze.
Moreover, everything was like a real Divine Mountain.
Clear mountains and beautiful waters.
Spring water trickling.
Distant mountains clouded like jade belts, close water clear enough to reflect.
Fragrant flowers wafting, bird songs occasionally heard.
Full of tranquil happiness, it is exactly what everyone dreams of – a peaceful world.
Fang Che imdiately realized whose domain space this was.
Couldn’t help but show excitent and yearning on his face.
In a haze, already walking in the clouds.
Ahead, clouds and mist lingering, clear breeze blowing, revealing a pavilion, in the pavilion, a person in white seed as if ready to ride the wind away.
A serene face full of friendliness, looking at Fang Che with eyes filled with laughter.
Fragrant tea wafted, refreshing the senses.
"Fang Che, you’ve arrived. Long ti no see."
The person in white elegantly smiled and said, "I originally wanted you to properly view my domain space, to relieve your fatigue. But I couldn’t wait."
This person’s appearance is handso and graceful, deanor composed, wide robe and large sleeves, carefree and free-spirited; There is a semblance of smoke and cloud transformation between his brows, a pair of eyes seeming to hold the vicissitudes of ti.
Even though he sits here, it makes one feel the whole world is beneath his gaze, within his control.
The universe is vast, aging the years, yet this person seems to have existed since ancient tis, and will continue to exist forever.
A gentle voice, making one feel comforted from the heart upon hearing.
This person is precisely the Guardian Chief Strategist.
Dongfang Sansan.
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