Inside the brightly lit manor, a man and a woman sat across from each other.
Two cups of newly brewed tea were before them, emitting a refreshing fragrance. It cleared everyone’s mind and made them feel lightheaded.
Yan Ning Zhi held the cup with one hand and supported the bottom of the cup with her other hand. She sipped on the tea, and instantly, her tongue and her teeth felt the enjoyment of the tea.
If this were under a regular circumstance, she would be indulging herself in this surreal enlightened state. But now, she was not even thinking about that. She was waiting for Ling Xian’s answer.
"I’m sorry. I cannot solve your troubles." Ling Xian shook his head. He didn’t think that issues Jiang Cheng Zi cannot solve was something he could figure out.
Even though he knew that many people were treating him as an array grandmaster, he was self-aware enough to know that he was only able to achieve Instantaneous Formation due to the inheritance he received.