"yes."
Jian Er and the others responded and then quickly left.
The Primordial Dynasty.
On this day, a swordsman dressed in pristine white entered the city of Yanjing.
The Qianqing Palace.
Li Jing was dealing with the memorials in front of him when his eyes suddenly narrowed, he put down the memorials in his hand, and disappeared from the Qianqing Palace.
In Yanjing City, before the Meridian Gate, a swordsman dressed in pristine white stood, gazing at the imperial edict posted there, which detailed the imperial examinations of the Taichu Dynasty.
Whoosh!
A figure seemed to appear out of thin air.
This figure was none other than Li Jing.
However, neither Li Jing nor the white-clad swordsman seemed to be invisible.
They were standing right there, yet none of the Imperial Guards soldiers in front of the Meridian Gate saw them.
"Li Jing, the emperor of the Taichu Dynasty?"
The white-robed swordsman looked at Li Jing with an extremely solemn expression. He sensed a majestic and domineering imperial sword intent, or rather, the Heavenly Emperor's sword intent, emanating from Li Jing.
This was something Li Jing realized when he elevated the Yan state to the Taichu Dynasty and received blessings from Heaven and Earth.
This is the true sword of an emperor!
"Nangong Yijian, the Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion?"
Li Jing smiled slightly and looked at the white-clad swordsman.
Nangong Yijian nodded slightly and said, "It is indeed I."
"please!"
Li Jing extended his hand to Nangong Yijian, inviting him to join in.
Nangong Yijian said, "I'm sorry to bother you."
Li Jing's figure disappeared from the spot.
Nangong Yijian disappeared the moment Li Jing vanished.
From beginning to end, no one knew that Nangong Yijian and Li Jing had ever come, let alone that they had left.
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