Swinging her feet seductively in the moonlight, Ying Ling was irresistibly charming. Others might have shown her some pity or chivalry under normal circumstances, and Jiang Feng would have certainly behaved more graciously too, but coincidentally...
"How so, your sect is playing Emperor of Country Liang? Or why don't you directly tell the Country Liang Monarch to abdicate and let your people take over?"
Jiang Feng was not in a good mood today.
Not just because of the long journey and exhaustion. A significant reason was that, during the time he was healing, he had asked an Outer Disciple from his sect to do something that many could guess.
Because of the Qingming Festival.
Now that it was past the end of February and March was warming up, he also asked a fellow Sect Disciple to go to his hometown to weed the graves and offer tribute, since he didn't have the time or energy to visit himself.
