Chapter 90

“Aaaaaa——”

It was unknown how long it had been, but a sharp and terrified cry of pain suddenly came out of the officer's mouth, and his fat body instantly straightened and stiffened. Zhou Songyun and several other soldiers held down his limbs and shoulders tightly until he seemed to have lost his strength and his body suddenly fell limp.

The sticky cold sweat almost soaked the prison uniform, and the official's face was pale and distorted. When Rong Jing looked down, there was a hint of fear deep in his pupils, and his whole body was squirming, trying to hide backwards.

However, Rong Jing had now stripped away all the fate he had stolen. A faint ball of light emitting an indescribable mysterious aura was suspended between his palms, with the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches, the Five Elements and the Eight Trigrams, and the flow of luck.

Xie Xuanqing and others are not from the world of metaphysics, so naturally they cannot see the existence of this ball of light.

But that kind of distant, mysterious feeling that seemed to be able to penetrate deep into the human soul suddenly appeared in their perception the moment the ball of light appeared.

It was precisely because of this extremely mysterious feeling that was difficult to describe in words that General Lin, Madam Wen and others, after their initial hesitation, could not help but hold their breath and wait for Rong Jing's next move.

...This Master Rong Tian might really be able to change their son's fate!

No one cared about the official's expression anymore.

General Lin took another complicated look at this junior whom he once admired very much, but finally withdrew his gaze indifferently, looked at Rong Jing, and asked, "Master Rong Tian..." Is this done?

There was obvious nervousness and anticipation on his face. No matter how much he tried to convince himself to lower his expectations, when he really saw a glimmer of hope, he would still instinctively want to grasp that glimmer of possibility.

Facing General Lin's expectant old face, Rong Jing frowned slightly, but still shook his head and said calmly: "Now we are just re-extracting the fate."

In order for Lin Yihong and others to fully recover, they have to rearrange the extracted destinies back to their original form, and then try to integrate them back into Lin Yihong and others' bodies bit by bit and slowly.

In this process, if there is a problem in any link, all the previous efforts will be wasted.

Although Rong Jing himself was 80% to 90% sure about this, Lin Yihong and the others had been lying in bed for a long time, and their souls had been weakened to the extreme. If they returned their fates at this time, they had to be careful not to let the overly strong fates impact their fragile souls.

When General Lin heard Rong Jing say this, the expression on his face suddenly dimmed again, but he didn't say much in the end. He just said seriously: "No matter what, Master Rong Tian, ​​just let it go and do it, even if... that's Yihong's fate."

Rather than lying in bed day after day, not knowing whether he is alive or dead, it is better to let Rong Jing give it a try. Even if something really goes wrong, it is time for Lin Yihong to go.

...That's fine.

After some initial reluctance and hesitation, Mrs. Wen gritted her teeth and agreed with General Lin's opinion.

Rather than watching your child getting weaker day by day, you might as well give it a try!

Rong Jing's eyes swept across their faces, and finally he said "hmm" lightly.

Gently gathering the fate that exuded an extremely mysterious aura between his fingers, Rong Jing turned around and walked towards the ward where Lin Yihong was.

His eyebrows and eyes were still as firm, and perhaps because he felt that his fate was approaching, his pale face showed a little redness.

After asking Rong Jing, General Lin walked in lightly and stood at the other end of the bed. He wanted to reach out and shake Lin Yihong's hand, but was afraid that his actions would disturb Rong Jing.

In the end, he took a few steps back and watched Rong Jing's next move with restraint.

Rong Jing didn't mind his presence. He lowered his eyes to glance at Lin Yihong, then raised his hand and summoned the empty life plate on Lin Yihong's body.

A faint golden light flowed along Rong Jing's fingertips and pressed into the center of the horoscope. When the horoscope palace entered the plate, Lin Yihong's dark nose bridge suddenly emitted a bright light.

The weak soul couldn't help but tremble when it came into contact with the powerful fate. Rong Jing's expression was still calm and cold. With a flick of his fingertips, the soul-nourishing spell started again. In just a moment, the extremely weak soul was soothed.

Just as Lin Yihong's soul calmed down, Rong Jing's other hand directly grasped the stream of light representing another life palace in the ball of light and pressed it in.

Parents Palace, Children Palace, Career Palace, Property Palace...

As spiritual power and flowing light flashed alternately, the ball of light shrouded between Rong Jing's fingers gradually became smaller, and on Lin Yihong's body, it slowly returned to its original appearance.

After pressing the last life palace back into Lin Yihong's life chart, a faint spiritual light suddenly fell into the extremely complicated life chart. The originally rigid and static life chart suddenly became lively, with the eight trigrams flowing and the stars twinkling, and almost instantly wrapped up Lin Yihong's soul in it.

Soul is the root of life, and life is the direction of soul.

After feeling some response from Lin Yihong's soul, the fate plate was quietly integrated into it.

General Lin could not see the existence of the horoscope, nor could he see the reaction of Lin Yihong's soul.

But he could feel an extremely mysterious aura in Rong Jing's movements, as if his hands were pressing the stars in the sky, and every move was unfathomable.

His expression became more nervous. General Lin instinctively knew that Rong Jing's action had reached the most critical moment, so he stood still, afraid of disturbing Rong Jing.

This is indeed the case.

Seeing that Lin Yihong's body began to tremble unconsciously, Rong Jing pressed the last bit of his fate onto his body. He waved his palm lightly, and with a flash of spiritual light, the light and gentle spiritual power immediately calmed the trembling soul.

He casually cast a soul-nourishing spell. When Rong Jing withdrew his hand, he saw Lin Yihong's eyelids tremble on the hospital bed, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

"Who are you?!" Lin Yihong has lived in the army since he was born, and bears extremely deep marks left by his long military career.

The first moment he opened his eyes, he noticed Rong Jing standing next to him.

His long silver-white hair was as bright and dazzling as the Milky Way; his handsome face had a calm expression, yet exuded an extremely mysterious and dangerous aura.

His nerves almost subconsciously tensed up, his soft body took a defensive posture, Lin Yihong stared closely at Rong Jing's movements, and then heard a very familiar voice with shock in his ears -

"Yihong?! Are you really awake?!"

General Lin walked quickly to the bedside with unsteady steps, and an expression of extreme shock and joy appeared on his face, which had always been resolute and steady.

He had been looking forward to this day for so long that when he finally met Lin Yihong's eyes, General Lin choked up and his eyes turned red.

"...Dad." Feeling the presence of a familiar person, Lin Yihong's nerves gradually relaxed, and his mind also recalled what had happened to him.

He only remembered that it seemed that from a certain day on, his body became abnormal, until finally, even his mind became blurred.

But Lin Yihong was very clear that he was awake, he just couldn't fully control his body, so he could only watch his body getting weaker and weaker, his father became older, and he himself became more and more confused, his consciousness fell into endless darkness.

Lin Yihong didn't know how long he had been unconscious, but when he looked at the unfamiliar environment and his father's face, which had aged a lot, he looked a little dazed.

So...did he suddenly get better? Or was it the young man who cured him?

As if he had seen through his doubts, General Lin controlled his emotions a little, then stood up and bowed deeply to Rong Jing: "Master Rong, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness. This time, it is thanks to you that you saved Yihong's life. In the future, as long as you have any requests, as long as it does not harm the national interests or violate the law, Yihong and I will do our best to do it for you."

Given his status, what he said really placed Rong Jing in a very important position.

Although there are still restrictions such as not harming national interests and not violating laws and regulations, as a meritorious general, he has enormous power to receive such a personal promise.

When Lin Yihong heard General Lin's words, he couldn't help but be shocked. He pursed his resolute lips, looked up at General Lin, and saw that the other party's eyes were full of solemnity and respect when he looked at Rong Jing, and he couldn't help but remain silent.

But the scope of influence that a meritorious general can have is too great, and this matter was entirely caused by him. Lin Yihong opened his mouth and was about to say something, but he saw Rong Jing responding indifferently, as if he did not take General Lin's promise seriously.

Lin Yihong couldn't help but be stunned.

Rong Jing lowered his eyes and looked at him. Seeing that although his soul was weak, his fate had been successfully integrated into his body, he withdrew the spiritual power in his hand, turned around and went out to continue dealing with the fates of several other victims.

Lin Yihong watched his figure disappear outside the ward. After a few minutes, he heard another scream of fear and pain from outside, which was so hoarse that it seemed to penetrate the bone and was not something a human could make. He subconsciously retracted his gaze.

"Dad," Lin Yihong looked at his father who had aged a lot, and couldn't help but said disapprovingly, "The promise you just made was too casual."

The power and connections held by a meritorious general, as well as the voice that General Lin himself possesses in the military, even if he said that Rong Jing's request could not harm national interests or violate laws and regulations, as long as these were avoided, the impact of this promise would be equally huge.

Lin Yihong was born and raised in the military, and received the most orthodox and profound patriotic education.

Whenever Lin Yihong thought about General Lin doing such a favor for him by sending such a favor to a young man who looked extremely mysterious and powerful, he couldn't help but feel worried.

With his brows furrowed, Lin Yihong felt his father sitting down beside him: "Do you think that if I say this, that Master Rong Tian will use my identity to gain benefits, and will eventually harm the country?"

Lin Yihong did not answer, and General Lin did not mind. Instead, he continued, "What if I tell you that the country's attitude is the same?"

Lin Yihong: “What?!”

Rong Jing is really too powerful.

At first, the country did not take the report about Rong Jing submitted by the special department seriously, but as the matter of the life-changing array gradually surfaced and Rong Jing's several actions were responded to one after another, the country finally noticed this handsome and mysterious young master with the same name as the former National Master Rong.

Judging from the information submitted by the special department, this Master Rong Tian not only has an extremely high level of cultivation, but also masters many spells, runes, and even formation techniques that have long been lost in the world of metaphysics.

China is simply too big, and the supernatural events that occur there are truly a headache for the country's leaders.

It's not that they can't cooperate with those inherited Tianshi families, but the other party has been passed down for such a long time and has a very deep foundation. When cooperating, it is easy to have disagreements with people in special departments, which in turn causes many things to be handled more slowly.

But the appearance of Rong Jing gave them a glimmer of hope for change.

There are indeed many doubts about the other party's origins, but just looking at his usual behavior, it can be seen that Rong Jing is not the kind of person who relies on his strength to do evil.

What's worse, when dealing with the Lan family's secret realm this time, the special department did not expect him to take action at the beginning, but in the end, Rong Jing still came.

If he did not exist, not to mention whether the heavenly masters in the special departments could break up most of the Yuan Xiu's cultivation, just the two families of Lan and Huang, who had practiced for several years, would be enough to cause headaches for the country.

Although Rong Jing has never been willing to join the special department until today, and his attitude towards Wei Yixing is also indifferent, it is precisely because of his character that the country trusts him more and even wins him over.

This is what General Lin mentioned about the country's idea. If Rong Jing is willing to cooperate with the special department and pass on more lost techniques to the masters of the special department, the conditions offered by the country will even be more generous than the promise made by General Lin.

Even with this, the country is still worried whether Rong Jing will be unwilling.

Lin Yihong listened to the admiration and respect for Rong Jing revealed in General Lin's words, and thought of Rong Jing's indifference to the promise he made to General Lin just now, and he had to admit...

The country's concerns may actually be justified.

The screams outside finally died down, and Lin Yihong belatedly asked, "Dad, what's going on outside..."

General Lin's expression was slightly cold. He glanced at his son who had just woken up, and still told him everything the officials had done in his puzzled eyes.

"So, it is Master Rong Tian outside who is extracting the fate that they stole?" Lin Yihong asked in a low voice.

General Lin: “Yes.”

I don’t know if those officials, when they were thinking of rising to the top by stealing other people’s fate, ever thought that they would end up like this.

Another official was pushed to the extreme by the dense and sharp pain coming from the depths of his soul. Rong Jing gathered the extracted fate in his hand and glanced calmly at the official who kept murmuring regret, with a calm expression.

If they really felt that their behavior was wrong, the outcome would not be like this today.

The regret they expressed now was simply regret for not being careful enough and allowing others to discover what they had done.

Mrs. Wen looked at the man who once said he was her son's good friend but ended up causing her son to fall into a coma with snot and tears all over his face. Her expression was equally cold and hard.

At first, she might feel that such torture was a bit excessive, but as soon as she thought about how her Shi Ze almost lost his life because of this person, all the unnecessary pity disappeared in an instant.

At this moment, she looked at the man who was full of regret, smiled coldly, and then stepped over him gracefully.

Zhou Songyun: “…”

Seeing the man trembling all over after being stepped on by Madam Wen, Zhou Songyun sighed softly: "Take him and the man just now back to the prison."

As for the remaining few, they still have to wait for Rong Jing to slowly extract the destinies that do not belong to them that are integrated into their bodies.

When Rong Jing passed by, they looked at each other's delicate and cold face, and remembered that everything the two colleagues had just experienced was about to happen to them, and they wished they could faint.

It’s not that no one wanted to escape, but Zhou Songyun called many soldiers to guard outside, and each person was held down by at least four people. Even if they wanted to run or commit suicide by banging their heads against the wall, they didn’t have a chance.

They could only watch as Rong Jing walked towards them, extracted their life plates, and tortured their souls.

Wen Shize's physical fitness is slightly worse than Lin Yihong's, but the time his fate was extracted is shorter than Lin Yihong's, and his soul is tougher than Lin Yihong.

So when Rong Jing tried to melt his fate back, Wen Shize's reaction was much milder than Lin Yihong's. It was not until he finally opened his eyes that Rong Jing slowly withdrew the spiritual power from him.

Mrs. Wen stared at Wen Shize's body almost motionlessly. When she saw Wen Shize finally opened his eyes, huge tears suddenly welled up in her eyes.

"Shi Ze...Mom's Shi Ze..." Mrs. Wen rushed over and called Wen Shi Ze's name softly. After receiving his weak but clear response, she stood up with tears in her smile. Without saying a word, she knelt down in front of Rong Jing.

“Bang, bang, bang.” Madam Wen rang her head three times. She moved very quickly. Before Rong Jing could react, she knelt on the ground and said, “Thank you, thank you, Master Rong Tian! We in the Wen family have nothing to repay you with, but as long as you say the word, we in the Wen family will not hesitate to give you anything we can!”

For the sake of her son, even Mrs. Wen, who was known for her gentleness and elegance, rarely stopped caring about her image.

Rong Jing dodged a little and did not accept her greeting. When he heard her say this, his brows moved slightly, and he reached out his hand to politely help her up.

"I have already been paid by the madam. If you still want to thank me, you might as well do more good deeds in the future."

The golden light of merit on her body was extremely dazzling. When Rong Jing was fusing the fate with Wen Shize's just now, Mrs. Wen was probably very anxious. After some of the golden light of merit flowed into Wen Shize's body, it finally separated out and sent a stream of it into Rong Jing's body.

It was the first time that Master Rong had been offered a "reward" for taking action in advance like this.

But it must be said that with the golden light of merit given by Madam Wen, Rong Jing's internal injuries caused by using his heart blood have actually recovered a lot, and his spiritual power is also running much smoother and more briskly.

Madam Wen was slightly startled when she heard this, and then she didn't know what she was thinking about. Her expression straightened up and she nodded and said, "Thank you, Master Rong, for your guidance. I understand."

Rong Jing: “…”

In any case, it is a good thing for Mrs. Wen to do more good deeds.

After dealing with Wen Shize, Rong Jing returned the extracted fates to the victims' bodies one by one in order of the severity of the situation.

By the time the physical and mental conditions of all the victims had improved, it was already dark outside.

When Rong Jing took action, Xie Xuanqing had been watching him not far away.

Gently extracting the spiritual power from the last victim, Rong Jing indifferently responded to the victim's family's words of gratitude and walked out of the ward.

The night is slightly cool.

A coat with a faint scent of sandalwood was put on. Xie Xuanqing thought about his busy work of extracting fate and integrating fate for everyone, and couldn't help asking, "Are you tired?"

He watched Rong Jing as long as he was busy, and remained silent all the time. When he spoke, his voice was a little hoarse and low, as if he was restraining his emotions, which made people feel shocked.

Rong Jing raised his head and was about to say something when his hands were gently pulled up. Warm and dry palms gently wrapped around his fingertips, kneading them softly and slowly.

My fingertips, which had rarely felt a little sore and tired due to the continuous deduction of the horoscope, unconsciously relaxed under the other party's actions.

The dry and warm temperature continuously came from the other person's palm, causing a strange tingling sensation on the fingertips.

Rong Jing couldn't help but move his fingers, and then he felt the force on his fingertips become a little heavier.

Realizing belatedly that Xie Xuanqing's mood seemed a little off, Rong Jing pursed his lips and said, "Not bad."

It’s indeed okay.

The huge beam of golden light of merit given by Madam Wen almost healed half of the injuries he had suffered from the heart blood, and it was also easier for him to use spiritual power.

In addition, the fates of the later victims were stolen not long ago, and were not as closely integrated with the fates of those officials as those of Lin Yihong and others. Therefore, the energy consumed when they were separated was not as huge as before.

"Is that so..." Xie Xuan heard Rong Jing's answer lightly, and responded in a low voice. Then he stopped talking, lowered his head with a cold expression, and continued to rub Rong Jing's hands.

Rong Jing: “…”

"Sir, you can obviously take a day off and come back tomorrow." Seeing Rong Jing not saying anything, Xie Xuanqing finally took the initiative to speak, "Why do you have to force yourself to finish it today?"

Just like when he went against the will of heaven and changed the dragon veins, Xie Xuanqing did not agree with Rong Jing's risk at that time, but in the end he still took advantage of the time to go into battle and directly confronted the way of heaven alone.

——Obviously, he was the one who benefited in the end, but Xie Xuanqing just felt at that time that if Rong Jing had an accident during that trip, he would not want the throne obtained in this way.

Rong Jing has always cared about the people of the world. Xie Xuanqing did not ask him to put himself in the most important position, but at least... when he helps others, he can consider himself first.

Xie Xuanqing's expression became colder, but when he spoke to Rong Jing, his tone was still controlled and gentle.

Rong Jing was slightly stunned when he heard his low and gentle voice ringing in his ears.

Why must I force myself to complete it today——

Because the victims' families all had obvious tension and anxiety on their faces, and they were all looking forward to him waking up their loved ones.

Anyway, his cultivation is sufficient, so it doesn't matter if he solves them all today. At most, his spiritual power will be over-consumed.

However, Xie Xuanqing's expression was extremely serious, and Master Rong couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

After a few seconds, he slowly lowered his brows: "...I understand."

"Hmm? What did you know, sir?" Xie Xuanqing frowned when he heard that, but he forced Rong Jing to tell him the answer he wanted bluntly.

Rong Jing: “…”

Master Rong was not completely ignorant of human emotional perception. After just a little thought, he knew why Xie Xuanqing was angry.

Facing Xie Xuanqing's questioning at this time, he frowned, but said: "Next time, I will think about it before taking action myself."

"Not just thinking about yourself." However, Xie Xuan listened to his answer and whispered, "Sir, when you are forcing yourself, you might as well think about me."

Think about whether this will worry him.

Rong Jing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then he uttered a low "hmm".

Xie Xuan rubbed his hand gently, sighed, and gave him a gentle kiss on the top of his head to comfort him.

Zhou Songyun was holding the latest physical reports of several victims and was excitedly wanting to tell Rong Jing about them. Just as he turned the corner of the corridor, he saw the interaction between Xie Xuanqing and Rong Jing not far away.

The tall and stern man carefully gathered the silver-haired Taoist's fingertips between his palms, kneading them slowly and carefully, and the light kiss he gave was also filled with endless tenderness and cherishment.

A complex and indescribable feeling suddenly surged in Zhou Songyun's heart.

Although he had long guessed that the relationship between Rong Jing and Xie Xuanqing seemed to be unusual, when he actually saw such a scene, Zhou Songyun found it difficult to explain how he felt.

Holding the physical examination reports in his hand, Zhou Songyun looked at them for a while and then returned to the office of the special department along the same route.

Rong Jing and Xie Xuanqing did not delay too long. After Rong Jing moved his fingers again to signal Xie Xuanqing to relax, Xie Xuanqing slowly let go of his hand.

However, maintaining the operation of extremely sophisticated techniques for a long time was still very exhausting. Xie Xuanqing observed Rong Jing's expression and saw that there was indeed not much fatigue between his eyebrows, so he slowly felt relieved.

"It's late at night and a bit cold outside. Please put on some clothes, sir."

Xie Xuanqing pulled open the sleeves of his coat and motioned for Rong Jing to put it on.

He has a great figure, with strong and smooth muscles on his arms. He indeed looks more resistant to cold than Rong Jing.

Rong Jing paused for a moment, then silently reached out and put on his coat.

Compared to when it was put on, the faint sandalwood scent was stronger, lingering around the tip of the nose with a hint of coolness.

They walked out side by side. Mrs. Wen and General Lin were still outside.

The souls of Lin Yihong and Wen Shize had weakened a lot. Even though Rong Jing had returned their fates and left each of them with a soul-nourishing spell, it would take time to repair the soul. After speaking a few words to their families, they fell into a deep sleep.

But compared to when they were unconscious before, General Lin, Madam Wen and others could keenly feel that they were now indeed just asleep.

Will wake up again soon.

Seeing Rong Jing and Xie Xuanqing, Madam Wen was the first to come forward and said, "Master Rong, you have worked hard today. Do you mind having dinner together? I have booked a hotel with General Lin."

For a Heavenly Master like Rong Jing, let alone their son's life had just been saved by him, even if nothing had happened to him, it would be right to make friends with him.

Mrs. Wen was able to keep the entire Wen family firmly in her hands during the years when Wen Shize was down. Naturally, she is not a person without vision.

She thought that even though she had made a promise before, the due compensation still had to be made public.

As General Lin was a member of the state, his assets were indeed not as much as those of Madam Wen and others, but his family had some background, and someone had found a Duan inkstone that he had previously treasured and passed down from the Ming Dynasty.

This time I wanted to invite Rong Jing to dinner to bring the two families closer together.

However, when Mrs. Wen was speaking, she glanced at Rong Jing and keenly noticed that something was wrong.

This coat...

If she remembered correctly, it was worn by the head of the Xie family before?

At this time, Xie Xuanqing said, "It's getting late today. How about I host a banquet with you tomorrow and invite you all to come over and have a chat?"

His attitude couldn't be said to be bad. Madam Wen met his dark gaze and said belatedly, "Ah... that's right. Master Rong Tian has been tired all day. He should rest first."

Xie Xuanqing smiled slightly when he heard this.

Rong Jing: “…”

That's fine.

General Lin, Madam Wen and others looked at Rong Jing's figure disappearing outside the door with some regret. Madam Wen suddenly said, "I really envy Patriarch Xie."

General Lin: “?”

He thought about it and nodded: "It is really enviable that he can be so close to Master Rong Tian."

Mrs. Wen: “…”

The driver had driven the car over as soon as they came out, and the black extended Lincoln slid into the night like a ghost.

Xie Xuanqing and Rong Jing sat side by side in the back seat. Xie Xuanqing reached out from the cabinet, took out a box of milk, inserted the straw, and handed it over.

"It will take another half an hour to get back. I have asked the kitchen to prepare dinner. Sir, please drink some milk first to fill your stomach."

A carton of milk is not big, and with the slender and powerful knuckles gently resting on it, it looks somewhat strangely beautiful.

Rong Jing stared at the milk he handed over for a few seconds, then reached out to take it.

The rich milk flavor fills your mouth instantly.

Rong Jing lowered his head slightly and sucked the milk. Xie Xuan looked at him for a while, then suddenly remembered something and asked, "Sir, do you have anything you want to say to Captain Zhou today?"

Zhou Songyun did not have an easy day today. In addition to keeping an eye on those officials when Rong Jing was drawing their horoscopes, he also had to arrange a physical examination for Lin Yihong and the others after they had their horoscopes integrated back into their own.

When it gets busy, it's easy to lose track of people. When Xie Xuanqing was rubbing Rong Jing's fingers, Rong Jing didn't say it explicitly, but after two lifetimes together, Xie Xuanqing probably knew Rong Jing better than he did, so he naturally saw that he wanted to find Zhou Songyun for something.

When Rong Jing heard this, his eyelashes twitched, and he seemed a little surprised by his sharpness.

But he didn't mind Xie Xuanqing asking directly. After thinking about it, he nodded while holding the milk straw in his mouth.

His expression was always indifferent, but at this moment, with a pure white milk straw in his mouth, he showed an inexplicable and somewhat cute contrast.

Xie Xuanqing's gaze paused for a few seconds on his lips biting the straw before he came back to his senses: "...Ah."

After swallowing the last mouthful of milk, Rong Jing released the straw and frowned, "Isn't he from the special department? I want to ask what procedures are needed to establish a sect?"

After more than a year of influence, Master Rong has a much deeper understanding of this era.

In the past, to establish a sect, one only needed to have skills and territory, and then one could recruit disciples.

But in this era...this kind of behavior does not seem to be allowed by the authorities.

"So that's how it is." Xie Xuan lowered his eyes slightly, only to see Rong Jing's face was cold. Even though he was sitting in the warm light, he seemed as alienated from the world as a cold moon.

But he knew it wasn't.

His teacher had millions of ordinary people in his heart, as well as that small sect.

"Since we have invited General Lin and his men to come tomorrow, why not invite Captain Zhou and his men as well?" Xie Xuan said with a slight smile, "It has been a while since our home has been so lively."

...home?

Rong Jing keenly captured the subtlety in Xie Xuanqing's words.

But when he raised his eyes and glanced at Xie Xuanqing, his amber eyes trembled unconsciously when they met the other's dark, smiling gaze.

"...Yeah." In the end, Master Rong frowned and agreed.

Xie Xuan listened to his light voice, and the smile in his eyes deepened.

After returning to the Xie family villa, Xie Xuanqing opened the car door and got out. He bent down slightly like he did in the morning and extended his hand towards Rong Jing.

The bright moonlight shone behind him, and the subtle fragrance of roses slowly came with the night breeze.

Rong Jing heard Xie Xuanqing's low and pleasant voice coming softly: "Sir, get off the car."

The tip of his ear felt slightly hot. Rong Jing noticed that the driver in the front seat looked straight ahead, as if he knew nothing. He couldn't help but: "..."

But Xie Xuanqing insisted on standing outside. Rong Jing looked at the palm in which he had rubbed his fingertips today, and still reached out his hand with a cold face and touched it.

His palm clenched in an instant, and the next second, the other party's slender and powerful fingers slipped between his fingers, changing the action into an extremely intimate interlocking of ten fingers.

Warm temperature continued to come from the other person's palm. Rong Jing's fingertips struggled for a moment, and Xie Xuan easily let go of his hand.

Rong Jing was stunned for a moment.

Then the next second, Xie Xuan turned his head, gently held his hand again, and smiled at him: "Sir, let's go."

Butler Chen was waiting at the door of the villa as usual, and when he saw them, his face was full of smiles.

The food prepared in the kitchen was just served on the table, and the aroma of the food wafted in.