Qingyun Sect.
Great Bamboo Peak.
Tea fragrance drifted through Shou Jing Hall.
Tian Buyi paced back and forth with his hands behind his back.
He stepped heavily, his boots thudding against the floor tiles.
"Buyi."
Su Ru sat in a chair, holding a cup of tea.
She blew gently on it and watched her husband, looking both helpless and amused.
"These floor tiles were only replaced the year before last."
"If you keep stomping around like that, you'll break them again."
Tian Buyi abruptly stopped.
He turned around, his round face clouded with frustration, his brows nearly knotted together.
"Then let them break!"
"I'm going out of my mind with worry. How can I care about the floor tiles?"
He plopped down in the seat of honor and picked up the teacup beside him.
Ignoring whether it was hot, he gulped it down.
With a sharp clack,
he slammed the cup onto the table.
"Two years!"
"Two whole years!"
"Ever since Seventh was summoned to Heaven-Piercing Peak by Senior Brother Daoxuan, that brat's been like a stone dropped into the sea—not so much as a bubble!"
Tian Buyi held up two fingers and waved them in front of Su Ru, his voice rising.
At the mention of this,
Su Ru frowned slightly too.
Seventh wanted to learn Slay Ghosts and Gods.
Dao Xuan Zhenren had personally promised to find a way to grant his wish.
And now, two years had passed.
"Did you go to Heaven-Piercing Peak again today?"
Su Ru set down her teacup and asked softly.
"I did!"
"What else could I do?"
"I'm that brat's master!"
"If I don't go looking for him, should I expect Senior Brother Daoxuan to send him back on his own?"
Tian Buyi snorted in annoyance, two sharp puffs of air escaping