Over the next few days, Lu Heng completely set aside all cultivation.
The entire Han Clan rear courtyard fell utterly quiet.
Xiao Yi Xian and Qing Lin had only recently returned from Ten Thousand Snake Gorge. Before they had even had the chance to properly talk, they were once again facing a parting.
Qing Lin spent every day in the kitchen, constantly coming up with new dishes to cook Lu Heng all kinds of delicious food.
Xiao Yi Xian tended to the herbs drying in the courtyard, occasionally raising her head to look at Lu Heng sitting beside the stone table.
Han Yue had directly requested a long leave from her clan and remained at Lu Heng's side without ever leaving him.
Everyone in the Han Clan knew that this young Peak Nine-Star Dou Zong expert was about to embark on a long journey. Not one of them dared disturb the tranquility of this little courtyard.
Night fell, and the slightly cool evening breeze passed through the corridors.
Within the West Wing, warm yellow lamplight flickered quietly.
Lu Heng reclined against the headboard. To his left was Xiao Yi Xian, dressed in a plain white soft robe, while Han Yue, clad in a silver-threaded nightgown, lay to his right.
Han Yue rested her cheek against Lu Heng's chest, her long hair spread loose as her fingers unconsciously traced circles over his abdomen.
"Once you reach the Pill Tower in the Central Region, you'll find experts everywhere. Don't keep acting however you please."
Han Yue spoke softly, her tone brimming with concern.
Xiao Yi Xian nestled sideways in Lu Heng's embrace, her slender arms wrapped around his waist and her long jade-like legs resting atop the quilt.
"If you run into trouble you can't handle, wait until Qing Lin and I