Yan Daiqing smiled and said, "It’s Lingjun, why are you in such a hurry today?"
"Co, co, don’t worry, there’s good tea here, let brew it for you."
Wen Lingjun said, "There’s no ti for that now!"
"Co, Daiqing, look at this!"
Wen Lingjun unfolded sothing, and as Yan Daiqing was getting the tea, he smiled and said, "What is it..."
He glanced at the scroll and his expression slightly froze.
In the Murong Family, bursts of laughter could be heard.
Murong Longtu was in an unusually good mood, seemingly laughing.
The aged swordsman hadn’t changed much from a few months ago, though he only had the qi chanism to release one more sword, or perhaps three years of life left. However, until the ti ca, or until this sword was unleashed, Murong Longtu would remain in his current state.
The old swordsman laughed and said, "Guan Yi, is it really so?"
Old Siming exaggeratedly laughed and said, "Indeed, that kid Li Guanyi, alias Tian Ge’er, truly led an army of a hundred thousand, conquering cities, and in the Western Regions, big as it is, there weren’t many heroes to halt his montum."
"Such grandeur, such thods, remarkable indeed among today’s heroes."
"Even Li Wanli, at that age, surely couldn’t compare!"
"He and I, the two of us led a grand army, attacking city after city!"
"Incredibly fierce!"
Old Siming sat cross-legged on the back of the Mystic Turtle, speaking at length. He was talking up Li Guanyi’s exploits, saying one part but making it seem like ten, just so the mood of the old swordsman would be better. Old Siming didn’t care if it was exaggerated.
Even the old Mystic Turtle couldn’t bear to listen.
It felt that Old Siming was bragging about Li Guanyi to the heavens, unparalleled on earth, and such achievents that even all the divine beasts and the Yin Yang Family knew; Mystic Turtle, steady and symbolizing the world, couldn’t tolerate such blatant boasts.
So the Mystic Turtle closed its eyes.
Munching on the small dried fish that Old Siming had given it.
The two of them could get along for so long, not without reason.
Munch, munch.
Just as the old swordsman was quite delighted and Siming was happily bragging, a voice suddenly ca from that side. A Guest Elder of the Murong Family said, "Old Family Head, Elder Siming, Mr. Yan Daiqing from the Heavenly Strategy Mansion, along with Mr. Wen Lingjun, are here."
The early strategists of the Heavenly Strategy Mansion had quite a good relationship with the Murong Family. When free, they would co here to visit the Old Sword Madman, and as Sword Madman let them in, the two entered, their expressions slightly tense.
Wen Lingjun and Yan Daiqing paid their respects, then looked at Siming: "Mr. Siming, returned from the Western Regions? You were with my lord earlier?"
Old Siming boasted: "Of course, that kid Li Guanyi and I."
"Just the two of us, conquering in the east and west, leading a grand army of a hundred thousand."
"Just the two of us, I swear!"
Wen Lingjun and Yan Daiqing exchanged glances and said, "Then, regarding the shifts in the Western Regions, surely the elder is also aware?"
Siming was taken aback: "What?"
The two strategists took out a scroll, placing it on the table. Old Siming and Murong Longtu recognized it as the new Divine General List. A quick flip through revealed that the Old Wolf King’s rank had returned to being fourth on the list.
He Ruoqinhu, Yuwen Lie, both slipped down the ranks.
Old Siming saw Qilin Li Guanyi, due to insufficient battle rits, slipping from forty-seventh to forty-ninth, and he chuckled slightly, saying, "That’s normal; others don’t know what he did, so his rank decreasing makes sense, right?"
"Yes, down by two ranks, one of them being the Old Wolf King."
"Who’s the other?"
"Really, you strategists are strange, how can you deduce the situation in the Western Regions from this small change?"
"What, look further up?"
Old Siming glanced up nonchalantly and then his expression slightly froze, his pupils constricting. The Sword Madman, who had been casually listening to his old friend chatter and exaggerate, also paused, as several pairs of eyes landed on the sa spot.
Old Siming’s face suddenly beca rigid.
Yet that old Sword Madman, stunned, suddenly beca greatly relieved, and laughed heartily aloud.
For on that Divine General List, at the very top, in black ink on white paper, that na was written.
Western Regions · Anxi City.
Tian Ge’er.
Divine General List Ranking—
Twenty-seventh!
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