Three weeks later.
Su Mansion.
It was still the same small courtyard where Xu Yun previously prepared the generator.
At this moment, the courtyard had been cleaned up, even the stone tables and flowers had been moved away.
In the entire courtyard.
Only in the center was left a bizarre device with a brick-arched top, somewhat resembling a coffin.
Beside the equipment stood Old Su, Wang Bing and his brother, Zong Ze, Wang Hou, Siegfried, and...
An old man with white hair and beard, yet energetic and sprightly.
Of course.
Xu Yun was also present.
He was fully focused on the arched device's interior, not moving his eyes.
Estimating that it was about time, he turned his head and said to Old Chief Steward Xie:
"Old Chief Steward, you can stop now."
Upon hearing this, Old Chief Steward Xie quickly responded yes.
He turned around and halted the donkey that was pulling the bellows, and very kindly placed a large handful of grass in front of it:
