Sightseer

On the eighth day of June, a light rain fell in a steady drizzle.

Toward evening, Lu Ran and the others waited before the tunnel entrance to the Number One Closed Door Meditation Room.

The mist within the cliff had dispersed. Ran Sect Madam might exit seclusion at any moment.

As shadows shifted within the tunnel, everyone perked up. To their astonishment, the one who emerged was not Jiang Xianzi.

It was her personal bodyguard, Lihuo.

A bright smile graced her face, and her red dress was striking without being vulgar. "Everyone, please return and rest. Madam says she has received your goodwill, but she still needs to consolidate her realm."

Naturally, everyone took the hint and bade their farewells.

Only Lu Ran remained rooted where he stood, looking pitiful. "I have to leave too?"

"Hehe~" Lihuo revealed a lovely smile.

Then she realized she had been too presumptuous and hurriedly lowered her head. "Madam still needs to remain in seclusion for a while longer. Sect Master, you... you..."

"Alright, alright. I won't make things difficult for you." Lu Ran waved a hand.

"Thank you, Sect Master." Lihuo curtsied, then turned to head back into the cave.

"Oh, right." Lu Ran spoke again.

Lihuo halted and turned to look at the youth, only to hear him say, "I plan to take Wu Xiao's Divine Weapon, the Ximeng Sword, and give it to you as your personal sword."

Lihuo was somewhat puzzled.

Lu Ran continued, "Wu Xiao will be heading out to carry out a mission in the next couple of days. If he has anything to report, he'll need to relay the information through this sword.

"You are Madam's personal bodyguard and are often by the side of both of us.

"You should keep this Ximeng Sword."

Lihuo's heart tightened.