Still an Outsider, After All

During those five days, while Ye Qiu was enjoying the company of the women, he naturally found time to visit the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and ask how things were progressing.

On the day Ye Qiu returned to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi had already conveyed their condition to Tang Yuehua, the master of Moonlight Pavilion: they would need three Ten Thousand Year Soul Bones before they would act. The reply was, naturally, that she needed time to consider it. Three Ten Thousand Year Soul Bones were no small number for any faction. In fact, across the entire continent, the number of factions able to produce three of them could be counted on one hand.

As a result, the Clear Sky Sect's plan to rescue Tang Chen had once again stalled. They needed time to negotiate with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect—to bargain over the price.

The Clear Sky Sect would not make a move until they had settled on everyone who would take part in rescuing Tang Chen.

Under the fading night sky, in the back garden of the Crown Prince's Mansion, Ye Qiu held his young daughter in his arms. As he fed Ye Linger, his dark eyes occasionally lifted to glance at Liu Erlong, Ah Yin, and the others.

The mood around the dinner table was friendly and relaxed.

Even Qian Renxue sat properly beside Ye Qiu, eating slowly and delicately. She looked much better than before, with rosy, glowing cheeks and a faintly gentle, alluring warmth between her brows. That was naturally thanks to Ye Qiu's skillful hands.

Though she did not say much, she still got along well with Ah Yin and the others.

Every now and then, she reached out with her chopsticks to add food to Ye