"Brother Nangong, Sister Rou'er … Sister Mashiro has already finished cooking. If you don't go now, Little Linger will finish it all ~"
Just as Nangong Zhe and Nangong Rou were about to continue discussing the various matters regarding the Blood Clothing Pavilion, Little Linger's small head poked out from the crack in the door. Her expression was somewhat unbearable, as if she really wanted to eat.
Seeing Little Linger's delicate appearance, Nangong Zhe and Nangong Rou looked at each other and smiled.
The two of them were scheming back and forth, but this Little Linger became like this because of a meal. It was truly laughable.
Nangong Zhe walked to Little Linger's side, stretched out his hand, and gently pulled Little Linger's chubby face, and said to Little Linger with a bit of banter, "Then we'll be in trouble.
Once Little Gluttonous Kitten opens her mouth, there will be nothing left for us to eat ~ "
Then Nangong Zhe looked back at Nangong Rou and said with a smile, "Let's go eat? Seeing that Little Linger is starving, we can slowly think of a countermeasure. If Little Linger is starving, then we'll really be sinful … "
Nangong Rou also smiled, nodded, and walked to Nangong Zhe's side.
"Hmph, Brother Nangong is bad. He said Little Linger is a little gluttonous kitten. You two were clearly in the room, so why did you keep chatting like this? Sister Mashiro insisted on waiting for the two of you to arrive before we can eat. Little Linger was already starving, so she came to call you … "
Little Linger pouted her little mouth, as if she was very dissatisfied with Nangong Zhe calling her a little greedy cat. She complained about Nangong and his sister.
"Okay, okay, okay. It's Brother Nangong's fault. Brother Nangong shouldn't have called Little Linger a little greedy cat. It's Brother Nangong's fault. "
Nangong Zhe squatted down so that he could look into Little Linger's eyes. Then, he admitted defeat to Little Linger.
"That's how it is. How can Little Linger be a greedy little kitten …"
Before Little Linger could finish her words, Nangong Zhe had already walked past Little Linger and out of the door, leaving only his voice echoing in the air.
"Yes, yes. Isn't that so … Little Linger has never been a greedy little kitten. She's clearly a big greedy kitten!"
"Brother Nangong, stop right there!"
After hearing Nangong Zhe's words, Little Linger ran towards Nangong Zhe with her pair of short legs. She bared her fangs and brandished her claws, obviously wanting to make her Brother Nangong suffer and force him to change his words.
"Brother, you're already an adult, but you're still acting like a child."
Looking at Little Linger playing with Nangong Zhe and Little Linger who was choked by Nangong Zhe, Nangong Rou laughed very happily.
There was not a trace of the calm and serious appearance that she had when she was explaining the truth and discussing strategies with Nangong Zhe.
A smile bloomed on her face, as if warm sunlight suddenly fell on a snowy mountain that never melted all year round, and the ice and snow silently melted just like that.
Her brother was still her brother after all!
…
Time passed quickly, and Nangong Zhe had already been in the Lion Tribe's alternate dimension for nearly a month.
Nangong Zhe estimated that many of the middle-level and high-level cadres of the Blood-Cloak Pavilion should have already arrived, so he left the Lion Tribe's alternate dimension under the gazes of the three girls.
This time, when everything was settled, Nangong Zhe would definitely bring his sister, Mashiro, and Little Linger out of the Lion Tribe's alternate dimension.
Nangong Zhe did not have the heart to let them stay in the Lion Tribe's alternate dimension without any trace of human habitation.
Looking at the symbol of the Blood-Cloak Pavilion — the Senior Banishment's blood-cloak, Nangong Zhe picked it up and held it in his arm. He then pushed open the door of the Chief's office and walked out.
After taking a few steps, Nangong Zhe had already met Elder Qing Mu, the Altar Master of the Green Wood Altar, who was in charge of logistics.
"Chief!"
When he saw Nangong Zhe, Qing Mu solemnly bowed to Nangong Zhe.
"Altar Master Qing Mu, there's no need to be so formal. After all, I haven't officially completed the ceremony to succeed the Chief of the Blood-Cloak Pavilion, so it's better not to be so formal."
Nangong Zhe looked at Qing Mu and smiled very gently.
"It's just a ceremony. Chief, it's only a matter of time before you become the leader of the Blood-Cloak Pavilion. Since that's the case, there's no need to be so formal."
Qing Mu didn't listen to Nan Gongzhe's words. He was still very strict with his etiquette.
Nangong Zhe did not want to be too entangled with Qing Mu on such trivial matters. Since Qing Mu insisted on bowing, Nangong Zhe did not need to stop him.
"How's the preparation for the ceremony going?"
Nangong Zhe asked the question he was most concerned about.
"The preparation work is basically completed. All the middle-level and high-level cadres have also gathered. If there are no accidents, the ceremony will be held tomorrow … "
Qing Mu naturally did not need to hide such a serious matter, so he truthfully reported to Nangong Zhe.
"Thank you for your hard work, Altar Master Qing Mu. The ceremony is very important. Please take care of it, Altar Master Qing Mu."
Nangong Zhe bowed slightly to Qing Mu.
"There's no need for that, Chief. This is what I should do." Qing Mu slightly pushed aside, and a disciple in Qing Mu's uniform came to his side. He whispered a few words in Qing Mu's ear and turned to leave.
"Chief, I still have many trivial matters to attend to. If you don't mind, could you … "
"Of course. I just saw Altar Master Qing Mu and went to disturb you for a moment. Since you have important matters to attend to, I'll naturally prioritize them. "
Nangong Zhe said with a smile.
"Thank you for your understanding, Chief. I'll take my leave now."
"Go ahead, Altar Master Qing Mu …"
The conversation between the two ended. Qing Mu also turned and left, leaving Nangong Zhe standing in the same place. His eyes were empty, and there were many thoughts running through his mind.
Among the Five Elements Altar Masters, Altar Master Qing Mu was the oldest. He wondered what his position was in the various matters.
Although the conversation earlier was very casual, Nangong Zhe still felt that even Old Man Qing Mu, who was the closest to him, was not willing to become someone else's subordinate.
There was still a long way to go before he could subdue the Blood Garment Pavilion.
Moreover, one of the Altar Masters had a grudge against Nangong Zhe!
As expected of the Blood Garment Pavilion Altar Masters who stood out among countless people. None of the five Blood Garment Pavilion Altar Masters were easy to deal with.
'Is Chi Yan really my enemy?' 'Did Bi Shui really just give me a piece of information?'
Nangong Zhe still needed to investigate everything.
When he thought of this, Nangong Zhe instantly felt a headache coming on.
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