About an hour after Mu Qian boarded the plane, he received two messages simultaneously. One was from Ji Xiaofan, who didn't forget to tattle and brag, saying he pried open Ji Ziling's room door, and in return, the woman slapped him. Luckily, he wasn't hit in a vital spot, otherwise...
Mu Qian ignored the rest of the words and looked at the last few paragraphs: "Master Mu, Ji Ziling has Eighth-level cultivation. We can't confront her head-on, in case she smashes the things at home, it wouldn't be worth it. So I contacted the Mystic Sect, and her parents quickly took her away to avoid escalating matters. Ji Ziling, after all, is the head of a sect, and the Mystic Sect lost a lot of face this time..."
Mu Qian felt a headache coming on as he looked at the dense words, coldly glancing at Shang Nan, "Ji Xiaofan is your man?"
It was the first time he saw a subordinate so gossipy and long-winded.
Shang Nan nodded, "Yes."
