After saying that, he nodded at Xu Ziqiao and said, "San'er, you too, come to the main peak this afternoon. If you dare to slack off again, I'll lock you up with those pig monsters in the back mountain for half a month."
Recalling a certain unbearable memory, Xu Ziqiao's face turned pale and he gritted his teeth and replied, "I know."
After saying that, Chu Qiurong and Tu Nian left this place with some jokes.
Jin Nanfeng watched the two men's receding backs, and that firm voice sounded in his mind again.
…
The moon is above the clouds and the sky is quiet.
A gust of wind slowly blew in from the door of the cabinet, sweeping over the burning lamps and blowing away the figures in the room.
"It's so late, why are you still here?"
He heard the voice before he saw the person. Jin Nanfeng lowered his head at the desk without saying a word, still looking at the letter in his hand.
Nie Yanchen sat down beside him, glanced at the file for a moment, then retracted his head, a look of headache on his face. "It's been so many years, and Old Man Jiang still can't stop nagging."
Jin Nanfeng was not moved at all. He put down the pen steadily and replied to the letter from the leader of Shennong Sect word by word.
"Master, have you discussed with Yuqing Sect about going down the mountain to gain experience?"
After finishing a paragraph, he suddenly asked.
Nie Yanchen was surprised that he cared about this, and said excitedly: "It's all settled. Those below the Jindan level will go, and the two sects will each send people to protect us. We will do as we did last year, Qiu Rong and I will go together..."
"Snap."
The pen hit the table with a crisp sound, interrupting Nie Yanchen's words.
Jin Nanfeng slowly withdrew his hand and said, "This time, Master will stay. I will go."
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