Wang Jixuan was somewhat puzzled.
A beautiful lady beside him sighed, "Actually, only three tributers of the clan knew our whereabouts today, but I never expected..."
"I see."
Wang Jixuan laughed and said:
"I won't meddle in your family affairs.
"Nor can I save you for nothing, you continue your journey to Wangxian Valley, and pretend that the ambush never happened.
"I have an old friend in Wangxian Valley, and I want to take this opportunity to meet them."
Murong Zhengyi was a bit confused, "Senior, with your cultivation, you stand out in this world. In Wangxian Valley, they will surely treat you as an honored guest."
"Rest assured," Master Wang said solemnly, "If I meant harm, controlling your mind would be the simplest of tasks."
Murong Zhengyi pondered slightly, then bowed with a Daoist bow, "In that case, I humbly invite you, senior, to accompany us to Wangxian Valley."
