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When Wang Zijia arrived at the office in Immortal Cliff Residence, An Xingsheng was already waiting with a few children from the Secretary's Office, as always.
"Good morning!"
Wang Zijia casually responded and took some material from An Xingsheng's hand as he entered the room.
An Xingsheng, holding the remaining items, followed closely behind him into the office.
The disciples either stood on duty outside or went to the entrance to serve as gatekeepers.
"Has the situation been a bit tense lately?" Wang Zijia asked while flipping through the materials.
An Xingsheng nodded and said, "Yes, according to the information the disciples have gathered, the Earth Immortals from the Taiching Palace have started to go on frequent foreign assignments."
"Including our pavilion, some elders in charge of routine affairs had come to inquire a while ago, asking about the arrangements we had made."
"It seems that they are planning to assign tasks to our pavilion."
