After replying to the letter, Chu Liang returned to his little cabin and took a light nap. He did not get up until the afternoon, then tidied himself up and went to report to his master.
When he reached his master's loft, he found Empress Feng sitting there, clutching an illustrated book and crying.
The moment she saw Chu Liang enter, she hurriedly closed the book and wiped her eyes.
"..." Chu Liang looked at her. "Master, were you crying?"
"No." Empress Feng shook her head, her eyes red-rimmed.
"The male and female leads' relationship fell apart?" Chu Liang asked.
"Not that serious..." Empress Feng shook her head again. "It's just that the male lead died."
"My condolences." Chu Liang fell silent.
Who would have thought that this Shushan tyrant actually had the sentimental heart of a young maiden?
Empress Feng looked at him again. "Did things go smoothly?"
Chu Liang told her what he could. Things had generally gone smoothly, and he had not needed to use the jade talisman she carried with her.
"Not bad. You can stand on your own now." Empress Feng praised him.
"It was all because Master gave me the confidence to do so." Chu Liang immediately returned the favor with a display of emotional intelligence.
"Fine, then give me back the jade talisman I carry with me." Empress Feng said casually.
"Hm?" Chu Liang frowned, as though he did not understand the word. "Give it back?"
"You've finished your business. You still don't plan on returning it?" Empress Feng blinked.
"But didn't Master say this was a life-saving divine ability for your disciple..." Chu Liang said.
"Sigh, who knew you'd never use it?" Empress Feng sighed. "These past few days, I've been on tenterhooks, afraid that I'd receive your cry for help someday