"Was today the thirteenth or the fourteenth?" Lin Su gazed into the vast sky. The moon was already nearing fullness, perhaps only a sliver short.
He was somewhat unsure whether today was the thirteenth or the fourteenth.
On the seventh day of the seventh month, he had gone to the Sage Family of Music Saints, then entered Thousand Buddha Temple, the Hanlin Academy of the Southeast Buddhist Kingdom, and later the Painting Sage Sacred Family. He had precise memories of the schedule along the way, but time and space had been somewhat distorted within the Peach Blossom Spring. He was not sure exactly how many days had passed inside. Judging by the moon, though, it was either the thirteenth or the fourteenth.
Bi Xuanji let out a breath. Talking about the moon was good. She answered casually, "The thirteenth day of the seventh month. Why? Do you have plans ahead?"
"After the fifteenth, I have to return to the capital. As a former guest of the Great Cang Capital City, is there anything unfinished that you need me to handle?"
"You said it yourself—I merely stayed in the Great Cang Capital City as a guest. Since I was a guest, it was never my homeland. There is nothing I need done. You only need to protect yourself!" Bi Xuanji said softly. "Because I know that Ji Shang's remaining followers, the demons and monsters of the Cultivation Way, the Devil Race's killing moves, and even the Holy Hall... your enemies still fill the world."
"The great river flows on, and mighty waves scour away the sand. Rest assured, I have arrangements in place." Lin Su smiled.
Bi Xuanji smiled faintly. "Naturally, I trust your arrangements. But you must also understand that there are always stronger hands among the strong, and beyond