Her tone carried a hint of nostalgia and anticipation.
Yang Jing glanced sideways at the longing in her eyes and couldn't help but smile. He nodded gently and replied, "Alright. When we have time in the future, we'll go visit the Prefecture City and get a good look at it."
'Once I pass the Dragon Gate martial trial and successfully advance to the Inner Sect, I'll have more standing,' he mused. 'Then I'll take Sun Ningxiang to see the Prefecture City. That'll be my way of fulfilling today's promise.'
The two of them stood quietly by the lake for a while, enjoying the breeze blowing across its surface. Then, Yang Jing suggested, "Senior Sister, let's go to the mail room and see if Master has sent a letter."
Sun Ningxiang nodded immediately and followed Yang Jing toward the mail room beside the pier plaza.
The mail room was a small wooden cabin. Inside sat an Outer Sect Disciple in charge of sending and receiving letters.
