Returning to the familiar grandeur of the Wang Family estate, a wave of relief washed over Wang Li. He dismounted from his Flying Sword, his body buzzing with the after-effects of his cultivation session and the lingering warmth of Su Yuerong's touch.
Summoning a young female servant, he entrusted her with a specific task. "Deliver this spatial pouch to the Xia Family," he instructed, handing her the pouch filled with the treasures he had gathered. "Request an audience with Acting Matriarch Xia Qingwu and present it as a token of goodwill from the Wang Family."
The young woman, her eyes wide with the importance of the task, bowed deeply. "As you command, Patriarch Wang," she replied, her voice barely a whisper before scurrying off.
