"The wooden hut is on fire."
"I don’t know, but it certainly wasn’t me, because the person I called to set the fire should not have arrived yet, although he should be here soon."
"Is there a person named Suxin in that hut?"
"Are you very anxious? And suddenly relaxed about what?"
"It’s nothing, I’m just glad that such a pitiful person wasn’t in the hut, not burned to death. It’s something that makes me happy."
"This might be something that Iron Gall Divine Constable would be happy about as well."
Jiang Dali watched as the Dragon Guard Hall drew ever closer, the high winds tossing his disheveled hair; he smiled faintly and said.
"It seems you don’t particularly hate Iron Gall Divine Constable either?"
Wang Yuyan was surprised.
Jiang Dali calmly said, "Hate is a manifestation of impotence.
At the very least, Iron Gall Divine Constable does not yet qualify for my hatred.
Although he is treacherous and hypocritical, the fact that he has endured for so many years indeed makes him a figure worth admiring, a formidable opponent."
"Men are always so strange. So do you think Iron Gall Divine Constable is happy now?"
Wang Yuyan muttered, fiddling with the corner of her clothes, then turned her head to look at Jiang Dali.
Jiang Dali said evenly, "The true happiness in one’s heart is usually what he has yet to obtain, or what he has long lost. What do you think?"
Wang Yuyan didn’t speak, but she chewed over and savored the words Jiang Dali had spoken, her eyes gradually brightening. She seemed to think of something, and a hint of a smile flickered across her clear eyes.
Beside them, Dongfang Bubai glanced calmly at Wang Yuyan’s subtle expression and then at Jiang Dali, who stood with his arms crossed gazing at the Dragon Guard Hall, before indifferently withdrawing his gaze.
"We’ll stay here for the next few days and leave after that. I’m actually quite curious to see how Iron Gall Divine Constable will explain this to the Ming Emperor at the Forbidden City."
Jiang Dali stamped his foot and commanded Demon Hawk to descend, his lips curling into a faint smile.
Dongfang Bubai, however, shook his head and said, "I’ve received word that there are urgent matters in the sect that require my immediate attention; I must leave at once. Lend me your Divine Phoenix."
Jiang Dali looked at Dongfang Bubai, nodding slightly, "Indeed, inviting you out this time has taken you away for several days. Do you need my help with anything?"
Dongfang Bubai chuckled lightly, "You’re rarely so polite, but I don’t need your help. On the contrary, it’s you who are now in some trouble."
Continuing with hands behind his back, Dongfang said calmly, "I’ve taken Yue Buqun from your Mountain Villa; this time I have to handle some matters in Japan. If there’s any trouble, I will send you a message."
Jiang Dali’s gaze flickered as he thought of the White-clothed Man and also Jue Wushen, who should also be flourishing in Japan at the moment.
In his memory, Japan had a great many experts.
Including this lifetime, many Players were born in Japan and had learned very powerful Martial Arts from various sects.
Not just the Players, but several well-known experts from Japan were very formidable. Dongfang was heading there now, and it was unclear what he intended to do.
Jiang Dali nodded and said, "Alright, if you encounter any trouble in Japan, feel free to contact me. If you find sending a letter slow, just create some disturbance, and I will know."
Dongfang understood the meaning behind Jiang Dali’s words clearly; obviously, it was a reference to having the Abnormal People relay news.
Although Dongfang was also very curious about how Jiang Dali managed to learn the news through the Abnormal People, since the other party didn’t say anything, Dongfang didn’t want to inquire further.
After a soft "Hmm" in response.
Jiang Dali then bent down and took out a black stone box from under the Ice Soul Jade Chair, handing it to Dongfang Bubai.
Dongfang Bubai took it in surprise, with an inquiring look in his eyes.
"This is the Blood Bodhi; you must have heard of it. Consuming just one can enhance one’s Power for sixty years, and it has some other unexpected effects."
Dongfang Bubai’s brows furrowed slightly.
Jiang Dali said dispassionately, "Don’t feel like you owe me anything. I’ve already consumed a Blood Bodhi, and the effects would be greatly reduced if I take another.
However, if you consume this Blood Bodhi, you have the responsibility to help me fight the Fire Qilin when I head to Lingyun Cave in the future. If you find that difficult, you can return it to me now."
Dongfang thought it over and nodded, considering the destination of his trip, and uttered one word, "Good!"
After the three of them dismounted from Demon Hawk, they regrouped with Xiao Feng and the others.
At that moment, the Players inside the Dragon Guard Hall had just finished their mission and were reluctantly coming out of the Fake Golden Throne Hall.
If not for Jiang Dali’s previous orders.
Some of them would have boldly knocked the Dragon Throne in the Fake Golden Throne Hall into gold bars to carry away, and the white jade floor tiles would probably have been pried out not leaving a single tile.
Under Jiang Dali’s deliberate guidance.
A handful of Players who had performed outstandingly in the Dragon Mountain Villa mission had all received the "Merit" quest.
Many of these Players already had their own teams.
In fact, they were high-ranking members of local guilds and had already established a certain network of connections in the Mixed Martial Arts World.
Once these people received such a high-profile task, they didn’t need any urging from Jiang Dali; they hastily left the Dragon Mountain Villa and immediately sought ways to convey the news to the Ming Emperor’s ears.
Had only one party accepted the mission, it might have been possible for them to be negligent in their work.
But under Jiang Dali’s strategic arrangement, multiple groups of Players were involved in the "Merit" quest, which led to competition.
To ensure their side was the first to complete the mission, these Players would rack their brains to find the fastest way to deliver the message to the Ming Emperor’s ears.