People in the League, Masters of Time Management

"Aren't you really going to help me take a look?" Ari pouted, and the two fox ears shook a few times.

"No, absolutely not. I'm going to sleep, you go out quickly." Syndra was as indifferent as an ice sculpture.

"Didn't you just wake up?"

"I like to sleep back in the cage."

"Hey...that's fine." Ahri put on a very disappointed look, but a hint of cunning flashed in her beautiful eyes. "I have no choice but to ask other people to help me read the letter."

letter?

Syndra frowned, suddenly feeling ominous.

"Wait, what letter?"

"It's useless to tell you, anyway, you won't help me read it." Ari shook the envelope in his hand, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but bend upwards a little.

"..." Syndra pursed her lips, resisted her impatience and said, "It's alright, alright, bring it here, and I'll take a look for you."

"Aren't you going to sleep?"

"I suddenly don't want to sleep anymore, okay?"

"Oh..." Ari smiled meaningfully, and handed the letter over. "Okay, then you can help my concubine take a look."

Syndra took the envelope angrily, and saw Mu Bai's autograph on the envelope at first sight.

She was about to quickly take it apart to have a look, but Ari's enthusiastic gaze gave her another idea.

Since this vixen asked me to help read the letter, it must be because she can't read at all... Hehe, here's my chance.

"Read it quickly, my concubine is listening." Ari pressed his furry fox ears to her, and kept urging.

"No hurries."

Syndra glanced at her, then spread out the letter and read it word by word:

"See the words, Miss Syndra, Miss Ahri. I am Akali, and I have a very good life in Presidian. I ate this morning-"

"Wait." Ahri interrupted the other party, stretched out a finger and put it on the letter. "How do you read these words?"

Syndra looked at the word "Mubai" and forcibly distorted it: "It reads as 'noodles'."

"Oh..." Ahri nodded thoughtfully, then stared into the other's eyes with a playful face.

"Do you think my concubine is illiterate?"

"..." The smile on Syndra's face disappeared.

This vixen... is playing tricks on me again...!

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In a certain isolated village in the northern part of Navoli Province.

Yongen, who had returned from the spiritual realm, sat on the ground with two swords on both sides, exuding a strong breath of death.

Elder Suma looked at the devil mask on his face with a complicated expression, and all the words he said turned into a sigh.

"Just come back..."

"Sorry for making you worry all the time." Yong En bowed respectfully, but the devil mask on his face made this ceremony look a bit weird.

"Are you going to see Yasuo?" Elder Suma said, "He was sentenced to hard labor by the magistrate, and now he should help Old Man Asa in the fields."

Yong En nodded subconsciously, but quickly shook his head again.

"Elder Suma, do you think it is more regrettable for a person to die, or to fall into the devil's way?" He asked.

"Naturally, he fell into the devil's way." Elder Suma said without thinking.

"Then I still won't see Yasuo."

"……Ugh."

"I came back this time mainly to take you and Miss Riven out of here."

"Is that what Mubai meant?" Elder Suma immediately thought of the young man.

"Yes." Yongen stood up, and the double blades on the ground floated up automatically, and fell steadily into the scabbard around his waist. "The time is coming, we should go to the future world."

"What about Yasuo?" Elder Suma couldn't bear it.

"The wind also has a way back. I believe he will find his own way."

"Yone."

"Ok?"

"You are a good brother."

"Maybe." Yong En sighed and looked outside the house.

The land is still beautiful.

A young man followed behind an old man, holding a plowing frame in his hand, and his white coarse cloth was soaked with sweat, with some yellow spots.

Yasuo, I never blamed you.

No matter what, you will always be my dearest brother.

See you in the future...

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In the simple thatched hut, Master Yi caressed the broken sword and sighed again and again.

Doran's Blade.

Although the sword blade that Master Dolan forged when he was young is not the best in the world, it can still be regarded as a precious sword.

This sword was originally given to him by Master Dolan, but due to some reasons, it was replaced by the faster and sharper ring sword.

He recognized it, looking at it was like looking at Master Doran.

"Please forgive my previous rudeness." Master Yi took off his helmet and bowed apologetically.

Although he doesn't know the opponent's origin and purpose now, when he saw Dolan's sword, [-]% of the hostility in his heart had disappeared.

"You should be cautious, there is no need to apologize." Mu Bai stretched out his right hand, "It's the first time we meet, Master Yi. My name is Mu Bai."

"Nice meeting, Mubai." The two shook hands in a friendly manner.

After appreciating it for a moment, Master Yi carefully returned Dolan's sword, and at the same time asked: "Excuse me for being rude. How did you get this sword? How did it break? Do you know Master Dolan?"

It is not in Master Yi's habit to ask multiple questions in one breath, but he is really excited now, and he even speaks a lot faster.

Of course Mu Bai could understand, and immediately answered the other party's question word by word:

"This sword was given to me by Mr. Ryze. He is a highly respected great magician, and he got the Dolan sword from some way that I don't know."

"It was broken because I met a strong enemy before... I'm very sorry."

"Finally, I don't know Master Dolan, I just heard his name, just like hearing your venerable rumors."

"I see." Master Yi subconsciously ignored the last sentence of boasting to himself.

He had never heard of Ryze, and he didn't know how Ryze got Dolan's sword, but he still had a good impression of Mubai.

Master Dolan, who had been obsessed with swordsmithing and chivalry all his life, had never provoked anyone—at least, Yi had never seen him confront anyone until the day the Noxians attacked Wuju.

Therefore, there are only two ways to get his weapon:

One is to buy or get a gift from him.

The second is to inherit his estate after his death.

No matter which of these two paths is taken, it is reasonable.

"I'll leave this sword to you for safekeeping." Mu Bai rewrapped Dolan's sword with cloth strips, then put it up with both hands, and handed it to the other party.

"This, how can this be done?" Master Yi quickly waved his hand, "You will not be rewarded for no merit, how can I accept your things for no reason?"

"I have two swords, which are useless to me."

"That can't be..."

"You keep it, it can be regarded as a consolation to Master Dolan."

"This... alright." Master Yi revealed reluctance in his words, but joy in his actions.

When he took over Dolan's sword, he was so excited that his palms oozed a few drops of sweat.

Outside the house, Wukong is still training—because he was lazy in the morning, so now he has to double the penalty for training.

Inside the room, Mubai organized his language a bit, and said, "Master Yi, there is something I must tell you."

"Okay, please tell me." The latter nodded, with a grateful look in his eyes.

"I got this sword a few years later."

"...Huh?" Master Yi wondered if he heard it wrong.

"This is a sword from the 'future'..." Mu Bai cleared his throat, ready to tell the story of time travel.

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After about half an hour, Master Yi gradually understood everything.

Like the other Tianxuan, he also showed an expression of disbelief at first, trying to understand what Mu Bai said with his own knowledge.

But obviously, he can only understand the result, not the principle.

"If you want to pass on Wuji Kendo, this is the only choice."

Mu Bai looked out the window, at the Si macaque vastaya who was training hard.

"Although Wukong survived the catastrophe of annihilation,... he really failed to fully grasp the way of Wuji."

The implication is that Wukong made it through, but you didn't make it through, and Wuji Kendo was eventually lost.

"The last days need strong people, and more importantly, good teachers. Personal strength alone will never be able to resist Void." Mu Bai added.

Master Yi naturally understood what he meant, and it wasn't really a struggle - there was nothing to struggle with, there was only one way.

It's just... a little hard to accept for a while.

"Can you give me some time?" He said, "A few days will be enough. I want to give Wuji and Wukong a final explanation."

"It should be so." Mu Bai nodded in agreement.

There are still more than ten days left for this time and space journey, and it will take at most two days from here to Presidium, so it doesn't hurt to wait for Master Yi for a while.

"Thank you for understanding." Master Yi got up and saluted.

The broken Doran sword was held in his arms, and a few strands of white cloth that had come off the thread fluttered in the wind, as if the sword maker was paying their respects to them.

In a daze, he seemed to hear the familiar voice again in the breeze:

"Take care of the old man's sword, boy..."

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On the fourth day after Mu Bai left, Irelia received her first visitor.

This is a... yordle?should be.

"My name is Kenan." The yordle, who was fully hidden in the purple ninja suit, raised his clawed hands and repeated.

"Oh... hello, Kenan... first...?" Irelia was a little confused about the other party's gender for a while.

"Just call me Kenan." The yordle said calmly, "If you really want to know my gender...male."

Irelia smiled awkwardly but politely.She was just about to ask him to sit down, but suddenly found a very bad thing - there is no suitable chair here.

Even the lowest one is more than half of Kenan's height.

As if aware of the embarrassment of the other party, Kenan snorted coldly, and jumped onto the chair very quickly.

"I am the 'Heart of Rage' of the Balance Sect." He emphasized.

Irelia nodded and sat down.

In addition to the two of them, there were Karma and Seti in the room.