"Heh-heh, no. I was just startled." Jin Yi might not have regained her memories, but she possessed an instinctive sense of familiarity with Wu Xuantian.
"This is Distance-Free. As long as you work hard, girl, achieving Distance-Free is only a matter of time."
As he spoke, he looked toward the fat man and said, "Little fatty, are you Fuzi's new disciple?"
"Your disciple Chen Pipi pays his respects, sir!"
"He's the Viewer's son!" Jin Yi cut in.
"Oh? Not bad. Keep working hard!"
"Thank you, sir!"
"I should head back. It took me no small amount of effort to buy a tiny place in Chang'an City, but after coming to the Academy, I don't know how many years it's been.
I hope that little place hasn't rotted away from being unoccupied." As Wu Xuantian spoke, his figure vanished from where he stood and appeared outside Free and Easy Residence. Dust covered the doors and walls, and even the lock was broken.
Helpless, he could only dismantle both doors and find someone to reinstall them.
Inside the courtyard, weeds grew everywhere and dust covered the ground. Wu Xuantian sighed and waved his hand, driving away all the weeds and dust.
The courtyard became spotless again. It only lacked pots, bowls, firewood, rice, oil, and salt; otherwise, he could have started cooking.
He went outside, climbed onto the roof, and began repairing it. By the time he was nearly finished, almost a full day had passed, and he finally had time to admire his surroundings.
The place opposite Free and Easy Residence had changed as well. It had once been a small inn, but its signboard had now been replaced with one bearing the words Old Brush Studio.
Inside Old Brush Studio hung several calligraphy scrolls, each with a clearly marked price.