"If it doesn't bother, would you mind me asking if I could stay in the crimson for two weeks to be exact?"
Hearing this didn't bring out any pleasure from Nan Xuanjin. He looked rather furious to hear this. Mostly startled.
"The decree I assigned you to is ended here, you don't have to go again!"
"But I insist" Xiao Ling cried. His eyes were desperate to go, but Nan Xuanjin couldn't find a reason as for why. What's so much there for you to go, isn't it awful to even have a gaze at that place. Yet Xiao Ling looked at him pleadingly.
The purpose why Xiao Ling sought permission from him was that the lord declared his decision valid, implying that he is in control of that single decree. Hence Nan Xuanjin is the one who decides on his path, whether he should go there or not.
But, oh boy, Nan Xuanjin appears that he's not going to make that happen sooner.
The calmness of Nan Xuanjin ended upon there. He felt an unease. What shocked Xiao Ling was his sudden eruption.
"WHY! Why do you want to insist? Why do you want to go there? This decree is over, and all you have is rest until next one comes!"
"No! I want to, I feel like I have to go there! Something doesn't feel right! And, and I have to know what it is!"
"Something doesn't feel right?... then we'll send somebody else"
"no... I want to see it myself. Ever since I went there, I feel like... I missed something I shouldn't. Just two weeks"
Nan Xuanjin stood struck. He sent him there before with no worries. But not only Xiao Ling felt something didnt feel right. He did too. Something that felt him more is something is not going to be great for Xiao Ling if he goes.
"..."
"Fine, you can go, however! You have to communicate with me often just to make sure"
Communication through officials is like a phone call through mortals. Instead of a device, it uses consciousness. Not telepathy but similar. Communications using consciousness is usually meeting them in a mind state, body in autopilot, but of course body will be shielded for no further danger situations.
"You still have the charm?"
"Yep!"
"Ok then,"
Nan Xuanjin softly smiled at Xiao Ling as he started the teleportation. Xiao Ling waving his hand at him. Nan Xuanjin waving back.
Xiao Ling teleports to the crimson. Welcomed by the statue of his belief. Bowing at it in respect. As he walked in further, he saw a throne. having flowers grown from it, having the spirits of the dead surrounded to it, having a seal plastered on the throne. And there sat a man. His left cheekbone enduring a cut that was given by Xiao Ling as a bait to escape in the past event. His gaze as sharp as ever. No hatred nothing near hatred had in his eyes, all he did was stare.
Xiao Ling knew the man would be here. "What do you want from me? Why do you give me signals. I know for a fact, it's not a coincidence!"
The man's lips curled into a smile. Wait a damn minute... white hair, golden yellow eyes, and to more eyes which one is on the forehead connected to the tattoo... wasn't he whom was the leader of this place... The crimson king! The ruthless, the divine, the perfection who ruled many! The seal... it's the same seal that was burned by lord Liu Ming.
"So?"
The voice! It's so calm yet powerfully commanding... what would a king want from me...