Inside the study chamber, Long Huayan was dipping the brush in the ink, then he began to write something on the paper. He wrote it slowly without any change in expression. What Long Huayan wrote was the information about the current situation at the border of the city. He would return to the capital within three days as the Emperor ordered. It might be long before he would return to the border again. After all, he needed to settle quite a few things in the capital including his marriage.
"Yan Kun." The cold and magnetic voice could be heard. He called out the other party without lifting his head.
"What is your order, Master?" Not before long, a black shadow leaped into the chamber through the open window. A person appeared in front of him.
The man went down on one knee, cupping his hands together awaiting an order. He looked serious. He wasn't the typical type of a cold person like his master.
