An Long was alone, and just as everyone was about to part ways, he suddenly said, "Would you like to hear the news I’ve just received, Teacher?"

Everyone had just seen that An Long seemed to have quite a few informants in the Western Regions, as soon as they crossed the border, someone approached to deliver a letter.

Sui Yi looked at An Long: "Could it be you’re going to tell me where Wanwan is?"

An Long shook his head, smiling: "It seems you’re quite concerned about Wanwan, Teacher."

Sui Yi said nothing.

Leaving the Western Regions, friends might still be friends, but enemies would certainly remain enemies. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

An Long was definitely not someone to be trusted.

An Long waved the letter in his hand and said, "Just a month ago, the Onmyoji from Dongying arrived in our Central Plains and challenged Song Que in front of the Song Family. Do you know the result?"

Sui Yi looked at him without speaking.

Ugh, I hate this aloof demeanor of super strong individuals.

An Long pursed his lips: "When the challenge letter was delivered, Song Que didn’t show up, so the Onmyoji carved the challenge directly onto the Song Family clan stone. A month later, the battle is scheduled at Shu Road Lingyun Pavilion, which shook the entire Central Plains. The Song Family was humiliated, yet Song Que still hasn’t appeared, causing great unrest among the Central Plains Aristocratic Clans, and in the Martial Arts World, it’s rumored that Song Que has died due to a martial arts mishap... Now, with only five days until the battle, if Song Que really doesn’t appear, then..." An Long did not continue, but most of the Central Plains People present understood the consequences would be severe.

During a time of dynastic change, if they’re humiliated by Dongying like this, the national morale might plummet, and then Dongying could take the opportunity to stir up trouble, and neighboring countries or small islands that have drifted away might all rise in response...

This is the bigger trend!

And not just a battle between two peerless masters.

Sui Yi frowned, unconcerned with others speculating about Song Que, but she knew that Song Que had made a promise to her, and that such a man would never break his word, nor would he be cowardly. In fact, even if the challenge came from a Sect Master or a Grand Sect Leader, it wouldn’t make Song Que retreat in the slightest; rather, it would only make him more excited...

Nowadays, his whereabouts are elusive, suggesting there might be other concerns.

Of course, this situation doesn’t seem to have much to do with Sui Yi, someone from another world?

But... based on that promise, and with her admiration for Song Que, Sui Yi must visit the Song Family to take a look.

An Long finished speaking and waved as he left with his group.

Shang Xiuxun and the others held a strong sense of national duty and were deeply worried at the moment.

"Five days, it’s a bit tight, I’ll go first..."

Sui Yi said to Natasha and the others.

Originally, Natasha and Hell’s Wan Ge were not in a hurry to return to the present, and given Fan Yin’s passing, they felt somewhat melancholic, which dissipated their eagerness to return, hence they didn’t mind.

Of course...

"You go ahead, I’ll catch up later..." was all Hell’s Wan Ge said.

Natasha glanced sideways: "Are you implying I’ll be the slowest?"

Hell’s Wan Ge looked at her silently: "I’m not implying... you are indeed the weakest."

What the hell!

Natasha laughed even more captivatingly, saying nothing.

One could imagine that when this woman got serious, her progress would be frighteningly rapid, just like when she had boosted her strength by more than half in a short period for the journey to the Western Regions...

Her progress was no less than the top genius of this world, Shi Feixuan.

With different speeds, it was impossible for everyone to arrive simultaneously. Sui Yi left first, and the others dispersed, as they all needed to return home after being away for so long, to take care of things, and then prepare for a visit to the Song Family... or perhaps...

"The battle site is at Lingyun Pavilion. Everyone, see you at Lingyun Pavilion," Shang Xiuxun decisively spoke and then left with her group.

Shi Feixuan was the most distressed by this matter, and without more words, she hastened back to her sect master to report. However, she didn’t travel the same route as Natasha and the others, probably because she had other matters to attend to on the way.

The group scattered sparsely, quickly disappearing into the vast world...

Three days later.

Shi Feixuan hurried along, having covered two-thirds of her journey, and was about to take the water route back to Luoyang, estimating she would return to Luoyang in a day and a half. Moreover, in the carrier pigeon messages, she had already learned the gist of the situation from her sect master...

At this moment, she stood on deck watching the turbulent river water, her eyes deep in thought.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind: "The wind is strong outside, Immortal Shi. Aren’t you afraid you’ll harm your health worrying so much?"

This voice was very familiar.

Shi Feixuan turned her head and saw Lang Liqing; it was quite a coincidence that Lang Liqing had caught the same ship headed for Luoyang.