Xifeng Empire. Xifeng City.
Li Yan practiced spearwork in the courtyard. What he practiced was the Lu family's Heavenly King Spear Technique.
Far too many things had happened over the past year or so, and this taciturn man had grown even quieter.
He knew his abilities were too meager. He knew he could not change anything.
But every day after getting up, he would practice a round of the Heavenly King Spear Technique. It was also the only cultivation technique he knew.
Regardless of wind or rain, he never stopped.
Luo Qi carried a broom as she cleared the snow that had piled up in the courtyard. The two pretty maids, Zhai Hua and Chu Yao, followed behind her, repeatedly urging Luo Qi to put down the broom and rest.
"Madam, put it down and let us do it." Zhai Hua pleaded, "You're the mistress. How could we let you do the work meant for servants like us? If the steward saw this, he'd scold us."
"That's right, Madam. We're Young Master Mu Yang's maids. Young Master Mu Yang told us before that while he was away, we were to take good care of you and Master." Chu Yao was straightforward and chimed in.
Zhai Hua repeatedly shot her meaningful glances, signaling that she shouldn't mention Li Mu Yang's name in front of Madam.
Chu Yao also realized she had misspoken, and she looked uneasy.
"Madam, this servant knows she was wrong." Chu Yao bowed and apologized.
"It's all right." Luo Qi smiled. "Mu Yang is my child. In our own home—can't we even mention our own child's name?"
"Madam, Young Master Mu Yang will definitely come back." Zhai Hua smoothly took the broom from Luo Qi and smiled. "Miss Sinian will also be back very soon."
"I'm not worried