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Lan Mingwu and his wife's eyes were calm.

"It doesn't matter. You have to fulfill your promise to others. This is the bottom line of being a person."

Qin Lang, if that's the case, quickly return to the Flying Snow Sect and reveal the news to your sect head. It shouldn't be long before all the large sects in the region receive the news as well, but of course, the sooner you know about this, the better.

He was right. When surrounding and annihilating demon beasts, the big sects were the main force that refused to be forgiven. Now that they told the Flying Snow Sect, it was simply because they wanted them to think of a way to report this news to the upper echelons.

"Uncle Lan, can't you reflect this like the imperial government?"

Qin Lang didn't understand. What he said was the truth. Shouldn't reporting it to the imperial government be a matter for the various prefectures and the city lords? Telling the sect seemed like a lot of leftovers.

"I knew you would ask that. The things you said were not even discovered by the court's spies, and I am just a small city lord. The government should at least let me prove the source of the news, how could I say that it was you!?" If that really happens, you'll be in for a lot of trouble in the future. "

Lan Mingwu wasn't surprised that Qin Lang would ask such a question. He continued, "Qin Lang, you should understand that there are dozens of City Lords like me in Northern Cold City. I'm afraid that Da Xia doesn't have tens of thousands of City Lords like me, and your Flying Snow Sect, at the very least, has the power of a prefecture. They can also send experts to investigate the situation and they will easily attract the attention of the Imperial Court."

Qin Lang finally understood.

"Okay Uncle Lan, I will return to the Flying Snow Sect tomorrow and tell the sect head, Uncle Lan, Aunt Qin, take these two items well. Maybe you will need them someday."

At this time, it was related to the survival of Da Xia Empire and the human race, so Qin Lang couldn't be careless in the slightest. However, he believed that as the City Lord, Uncle Lan should be able to use the Void Spirit Token and the pearl.

"Lang, you need these things more than us. We better not take them."

Aunt Qin opened her mouth to refuse.

"Aunty, I have another one, and I've also prepared one for Zi Xin. I'm afraid I'll be going to the capital soon. You guys take it, and Zi Xin and I can be at ease."

Qin Lang laughed and took out two more from his bosom, handing one of them over to Aunt Qin.

"Madam, please accept this. This is a little gift from Qin Yun." Lan Mingwu said to his wife, and then slapped Qin Lang's shoulder, "I didn't misjudge her. Qin Lang, we entrust that girl Zi Xin to you. Go to the capital and take care of her. When you're adults, come back and we'll give you a big wedding!"

Aunt Qin also looked at him with a smile, indicating that she didn't object at all.

Qin Lang's face gradually turned red. He wasn't sure if it was because of embarrassment or excitement, he had just left the village a year ago and had met the City Lord's benefactor. He had even stolen his daughter.

It was already late at night, so Aunt Qin dragged Mayor Lan out.

"Alright, let's go. Lang Er still has to hurry on our way tomorrow. Today, let him rest well. Lang Er, rest early. Don't forget the clothes on the chair."

"Good night, Uncle Lan!"

Qin Lang picked up the blue robe on the chair. The stitches were very dense, and it was obvious that it was made by his aunt Qin. Holding the clothes, Qin Lang returned to his room. He slept soundly that night.

The next morning, at the entrance of the City Lord's Mansion in Blue Wind City.

Qin Lang was bidding farewell to Mayor Lan and his wife.

"Lang, bring this along!"

"Thank you, Auntie."

Aunt Qin handed over a bag of food. It was edible and smelled very fragrant.

"Little brat Qin, your uncle's mother made this for you last night. I haven't had this treatment for many years. I'm afraid you will only be able to come back once every few years, but don't worry about us, young people have their hearts set on us, and their cultivation and principles are all on us, so don't let any of us down! "

"Yes!" "Remember, kid." Qin Lang bowed, "Then, this punk will be leaving now. Uncle Lan, Aunt, please take care."

Stepping on the snow that hadn't melted yet, Qin Lang bid farewell to Lan Mingwu and Madam Qin in the cold wind and set foot on the road back to the Flying Snow Sect.

Now he was fourteen.