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Jianyang Prefecture, Shen Mansion.
In the courtyard, besides Wushan, there was an unexpected rare figure, none other than General Yang Mingli, the General of Southern Defense.
Moreover, observing him resting with his eyes closed under the big tree, despite not being tainted by dust, the thick layer of fallen leaves around him suggested that this General of Southern Defense had been staying in the mansion for quite some time.
"It's been three months already!"
"Lord Feng has been back for so long, why hasn't General Nanyang returned yet?"
Wushan thought if he were a mortal, he would have already been so worried that he would have sores in his mouth.
For a cultivator, a few months is not even enough for a closed-door retreat.
But the problem is, General Nanyang went to the capital to receive his rewards, holding such a rich Human Emperor Qi. Normally, he should return immediately to the safest place to properly digest this harvest.
