“Let me see.”
“O… okay.”
Sun Liang trembled as he flipped through the records, combing the ordered files before finally pulling one out. He thanked the heavens that he didn’t encounter a situation in which he couldn’t find the record, otherwise he really would have wanted to hit his head on the wall and kill himself.
Qin Ziya glanced through the paper records and saw Lin Ming’s travel time and signature. He frowned.
He would go out to adventure for two months, location unknown…
“I know.”
Qin Ziya closed the file before turning around and walking away.
Lin Ming had already disappeared for one month. Although the record had clearly stated that he voluntarily went out to adventure and experience the world, Qin Ziya felt that something was strange about the matter.
Lin Ming had simply offended too many people. It was absolutely an unwise decision to go out and adventure during this time period.
Once his whereabouts were leaked out, he could even encounter a fatal disaster.
Not only that, but there simply weren’t any good areas near the Sky Fortune Kingdom to go out and adventure in. Going out anywhere would be inferior to the quick cultivation within the Seven Profound Martial House. Even the Seven Major Killing Arrays had their doors opened wide for Lin Ming; where could he find such good practice locations outside?
The only thing that the Seven Profound Martial House lacked was true life and death killing situations. If Lin Ming wanted to experience this, then he could have joined the army for awhile. But Qin Ziya had already asked the military, and Lin Ming hadn’t joined them.
This made Qin Ziya’s heart fill with doubts. Just what was Lin Ming doing?
The reason that Qin Ziya had come back this time was to prepare for the upcoming Inter-faction Assembly Tournament.
Two months from now, the Seven Profound Valleys would call down the Martial House core disciples from all the nearby countries and hold a martial gathering.
The martial gathering occurred every three years. At that time, the core disciples of all the countries would gather together and drink tea while appreciating and comparing martial arts.
This was an assessment of the various nations’ core disciples, but it was also an assessment of the Martial Houses themselves. Even Qin Ziya, who rarely cared or worried about the internal affairs of the Martial House attached a serious importance towards this assessment.