"Yes!"
After receiving Lin Xuan's permission, the women's faces lit up with delight. Only then did they shift their lotus steps lightly and walk into the bedroom where Lin Xuan was resting.
Each of them held a tray in her hands, made of fine mutton-fat jade, on which were placed wine, fruits, and all manner of exquisite pastries and food.
Fragrance overflowed in every direction. Lin Xuan swallowed, and could not help feeling his appetite stir.
There was naturally a wooden table in the room. The women set the food from the trays on it in proper order.
"That's enough. You don't need to wait on me here. You may withdraw."
"Yes. If Senior has any further needs, please feel free to say so."
The women gave Lin Xuan a graceful curtsy, then withdrew.
Only Lin Xuan remained in the room.
Naturally, he would not stand on ceremony. He came to the table and began to feast heartily.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
That day, Lin Xuan was meditating in his room when a Sound Transmission Talisman suddenly flew in from outside.
Lin Xuan slowly opened his eyes and released his divine sense, sweeping it over the talisman. The expression on his face remained calm and unruffled, but he did rise from the meditation mat.
After straightening his clothes and cap, Lin Xuan walked outside the pavilion.
A familiar figure entered his eyes.
"Hongxue pays her respects to Senior."
As soon as she saw Lin Xuan come out from inside, the Palace-dressed Woman bowed gracefully.
"Fairy, I trust you have been well. How is it—has Fellow Daoist Fu already come out of seclusion?"
Since the other party had misunderstood him as an old monster of the Spirit Division stage, Lin Xuan did not explain anything.