「Two days later.」
Dressed in white, Wang Xiu slowly closed the gate to his small courtyard on Spirit Turtle Peak. Gazing at the furnishings within, he muttered to himself, "I wonder when I'll be back next time!"
He turned, stepped onto a cloud, and rose into the air.
Suddenly, he sensed something. His gaze fell upon a rock halfway down the mountain where a young girl stood, waving vigorously in his direction as if bidding him farewell.
Wang Xiu's brow furrowed slightly. If he recalled correctly, he had not told Wang Lianshan when he would depart.
At his side, Yan Ji of the Disaster Brood spoke in a human voice, "That girl was afraid you'd leave without a word. For the past few days, she's been here waiting every morning since dawn!"
Wang Xiu was silent for a moment before saying, "This child... instead of cultivating diligently, she fills her head with all this nonsense all day long."
