"Elder Jian, do your disciples know how shameless you are?" Nangong Man Sha teased.
Jian Chunqiu wasn't angered by Nangong Man Sha's words; he smiled and said, "I'm just telling the truth. By the way, girl, did you bring the invitation? You can't just send it straight to the Sword Pavilion, right?"
Nangong Man Sha coughed awkwardly, "I didn't know you'd be here, so… I didn't bring it."
If she had known Jian Chunqiu was here, she would have definitely brought the invitation along.
As Jian Chunqiu mentioned, the Sword Pavilion holds significant weight within the realm of Ancient Martial Arts; it would be inappropriate to exclude them.
Jian Chunqiu didn't seem bothered and casually raised his hand, saying, "No worries, I can send it over another day."
Nangong Man Sha was even more speechless; this old man...
With the invitation delivered, and now with Jian Chunqiu present, Nangong Man Sha naturally did not want to stay here any longer.
