Night draped the world like water, lanterns hanging beneath the eaves of the pavilion.
In the courtyard, pine and bamboo swayed gracefully, while strange flowers and auspicious herbs wafted a fragrance that refreshed the heart and spirit.
Su Yi reclined in a rattan chair. Though his bearing was lazy and at ease, his brows were faintly furrowed.
He was pondering matters concerning Luo Qingdi.
"A Ning, we can only wait for another opportunity."
Su Yi ultimately decided that he would set out at dawn tomorrow and make a trip to the Heavenly Show Sword Tomb.
After tonight's banquet ended, he had come alone to Xi Ning's residence.
He had originally planned to slip into Xi Ning's strange and mysterious dream tonight, to see whether he could uncover any secrets.
But because of Luo Qingdi, he could only abandon the idea.
"Important matters come first."
Xi Ning sat on the stone steps, her voice soft and gentle. "You needn't worry too much either. The Kirin God Race has the best intelligence network. Since they say that, even now, the Three Purities Dao Court and those giant factions are still sealing off the Heavenly Show Sword Tomb, that undoubtedly proves Luo Qingdi is still alive."
Su Yi nodded.
About five days ago, Luo Qingdi had charged into the Heavenly Show Sword Tomb and had been trapped within it ever since.
From the looks of it, he had likely not yet met with misfortune.
"Matters have their weight, urgency, and priority. There will be plenty of time in the future to resolve my affairs."
Xi Ning appeared especially tranquil and gentle tonight.
In the hazy night, her graceful figure sat casually on the stone steps. Her ethereal, otherworldly temperament gained a dreamlike charm beneath the swaying lamplight, making her especially captivating.
And deep