Long Yang looked at him with disgust before taking the medicine bottle and administering the medicine to his father, the king.

As soon as the medicine went down, King Jiang's complexion immediately improved, his incessant coughing ceased, and the family embraced each other in surprise and joy.

That very night.

Long Yang arrived at Long Kui's sleeping quarters, his expression hesitant.

Although he disliked the magic sword, it had indeed repelled the enemy forces and healed his father, as well as imparted cultivation techniques to him. In both sentiment and reason, he owed it thanks.

"Long Kui, are you asleep?"

In front of the sleeping quarters, Long Yang knocked on the door.

The candlelight inside was still on, but no response came from within.

Puzzled but not overly concerned, Long Yang assumed his sister had fallen asleep with the candle still burning and chose not to disturb her.

The next morning, he returned to Long Kui's sleeping quarters to find it unchanged from the night before.@@novelbin@@

A sense of foreboding struck Long Yang, and he kicked the door open, rushing into the chamber.

The room was empty, save for a piece of cloth inscribed with the characters of Jiang Kingdom, penned by Long Kui herself.

Long Yang hurriedly picked up the cloth and read it, his anger exploding.

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