Ling Tianyu poured three glasses of wine for his subordinates. He waved his right hand over the table, reheating the dishes that had cooled—a benefit of being a cultivator.
The three of them raised their glasses to toast their lord.
"I'll be gone for five years this time. Zhong Emperor, continue to search for that person," Ling Tianyu said, eating a few bites of food and holding a bun in his hand. "You two, handle matters in the Second Realm, and send people to manage the affairs at the First Realm's Emperor Mountain."
"I have instructed Mr. Lan; he will pass on any messages to you."
"Yes," the three said in unison.
Ling Tianyu took a bite of his bun, sipped his wine, and said, "Also, Dragon Tiger Gate should set up the Void Passage—not on the eighteenth level, but the seventeenth level."
Ling Tianyu didn't forget this matter and said, "Remember, when setting up at Dragon Tiger Gate, make the entrance form a labyrinth."
"That Tenth Prince is no good. Be prepared."
