Wang Ping was a little slow to react. He couldn't help but think of the wooden box in his storage bag, the one containing Wulang's head.
After a few silent breaths, he let out a laugh, just as Leng Kezhen had.
He thought back to before his promotion, before he was the Pacification Envoy of this region, before he held the title of Third Seat. He had exhausted every means trying to find any trace of Li Yan and Wulang.
But in the end, he had found nothing. Now, after advancing to the Third Realm, he hadn't even had to say a word. The very thing he wanted was delivered right to his doorstep, just like that.
Across from him, Leng Kezhen saw Wang Ping laugh, and his own laughter grew louder.
"He schemed his entire life, only to throw it all away. How pathetic."
Wang Ping sent out a wisp of Wood Spirit Qi to confirm that it was indeed Li Yan inside, then said to Yu Lian, "Go and ask my master to come here."
Yu Lian immediately soared into the air.
