"Therefore, on that day, I opened the red coffin with my Divine Arrow, ushering forth the Nuo God. It was by the name of my Divine Arrow that I intimidated those schemers lurking in the shadows and prevented them from acting recklessly."
"Lord Jian, on the day I ascend to Two Incenses, will someone attempt to kill me?" Zhou Xuan asked.
Lord Jian smiled without answering, merely glancing toward the Heavenly Dome.
In the past, Zhou Xuan would have assumed Lord Jian was referring to the God of the Heavenly Dome. But now, he understood that, beyond the Heavenly Dome, Jing Country harbored other folded spaces.
"I don't know how to repay Lord Jian for guarding the red coffin."
"The best repayment you can offer me is to grow quickly; Ping Shui Prefecture needs you, and so does Jing Country."
As Lord Jian said this, he forced another faint smile, which felt less like asking for a reward and more like a pact.
"I will grow quickly."
