Zheng Juzhong and Lu Chen were both figures publicly acknowledged to have a chance of entering the Fifteen Realm. Who knew whether their next reunion would come amid the bleak autumn wind or the warmth of spring blossoms.
Lu Chen was no fool. Hearing the music of the strings, he understood the elegant meaning. From Zheng Juzhong's single remark, he knew he could more or less return to the human world. At last, he would not have to keep staring wide-eyed at Zheng. Sect Master Lu was truly flustered.
Once he returned to the Azure Sky World and reached White Jade Capital, he would definitely set off a string of firecrackers in celebration.
As for why Zheng Juzhong occasionally folded several tiny colored paper boats and set them afloat in the River of Time, Lu Chen could not be bothered to investigate. If he could not figure it out, then he simply would not think about it.
Seeing Zheng Juzhong rise, seemingly preparing to leave, Lu Chen suddenly spoke, deliberately trying to keep him. He raised his head and tested the waters. "Brother Huai Xian, opportunities like this are rare. Why don't we talk a little longer?"
Zheng Juzhong of White Emperor City had the courtesy name Huai Xian. He seemed never to have had a Daoist name.
Zheng Juzhong smiled without quite smiling. "What, Jiang She has blocked a disaster for your White Jade Capital, and Sect Master Lu still thinks you did not profit enough? I suggest you learn from a certain someone: stop when the point is made, and take what is good while it is good."
Lu Chen hurriedly rose, his gaze sincere. "The next time you and I meet, the atmosphere will very likely not be so harmonious. Shouldn't this poor Daoist seize the chance