The other party had a respectful expression, bowing with clasped hands, "Greetings, Junior Martial Uncle Xu."
"By the order of the Sect Leader, the steward position in Chuannan Prefecture has been vacant for a long time. Please assume the post after the New Year."
Xu Guang squinted his eyes.
As expected, this was once again the handiwork of Lin Zushan.
Such a person truly instills fear—clearly possessing strength, yet deliberately exploiting the rules to deal with you.
Break through to the Fifth Grade as soon as possible, find a chance to take this one down.
His disgust for this person was at its peak.
"Please have Martial Nephew report back to Sword Seal Peak, Xu Mou will enter Southern Sichuan after the New Year."
...
Inside the wooden house.
Threads of Qi Force circulated, and halos formed around Xu Guang. It wasn't Qi Force, but Spiritual Power compressed to the extreme, almost able to manifest in the real world.
