Let Mumu Pick One Already

The lights in the council hall did not gradually dim until the stars had filled the ink-blue, velvet-like night sky. The wording concerning the Sword Emperor Token, the stern limits of the thunderous crackdown and the boundaries of a conciliatory approach, even the fledgling research group for the elusive yet vital Two Realms Passage—all of it concerned the future fortunes of the Human Race and required repeated deliberation, with every word weighed and measured. Though Lin Hao's mind far surpassed that of his peers, being part of it left him feeling as taut as a drawn bowstring. Only when they finally reached a decision and brought the discussion to a temporary close did deep weariness wash over his limbs like a rising tide.

He took his leave of Yun Qingtian, Bai Li Jing Hong, and the Grand Elder, who had remained silent throughout yet possessed an imposing presence. Knowing that Lin Hao had his parents on his mind, Yun Qingtian said warmly, "Your parents are staying at Listening to Waves Courtyard, beside Sword Emperor Pavilion. I've had everything prepared. Zhixi has probably already run off to cling to them. Go get some rest. You should spend some time talking with your family."

Lin Hao thanked him and walked out of the council hall. The cool night breeze brushed his face, clearing some of the fog in his mind. He looked up at the sky, where stars and moon shone together, and drew in a deep breath of crisp air before heading toward the quiet lakeside area deep within the academy.

Sword Emperor Pavilion and Listening to Waves Courtyard stood side by side, tucked behind a sparse bamboo grove and facing the shimmering lake. The surroundings were indeed serene and refined. Yet when Lin Hao approached Listening to Waves Courtyard, he