"Choose." Mu En lifted his teacup and blew away the floating foam.
Xuan Zi stood there, the expression on his face utterly spectacular.
He really did want to enter seclusion, but becoming a Limit Douluo was hardly something one could achieve on a whim.
He had been stuck at Rank 98 for who knew how many years, with no confidence at all.
But asking him to find a woman and start a family...
Xuan Zi shuddered. It felt even worse than being sent into the Great Fierce Land.
He looked up at Mu En's expressionless face, then at the faintly amused expressions of the surrounding elders. Taking a deep breath, he gritted his teeth and spat out one word. "Seclusion."
Mu En set down his teacup and nodded. "Fine. You'll start tomorrow."
Xuan Zi opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he said nothing. Dejected, he retreated to one side.
Mu En did not look at him again. He set down his teacup, rose to his feet, and walked out of the council hall.
He still had many things to do, many debts to settle, and many plans to revise.
But those were matters for tomorrow.
Tonight, he only wanted to sleep well, to sleep without being awakened by the pain of old wounds.
Mu Tianyi stood at the doorway, watching Xuan Zu's upright figure disappear at the end of the corridor. The corner of his lips curved slightly before he turned and returned to the small courtyard.
Back at the entrance to the small courtyard, Mu Tianyi gripped the doorknob but did not push the door open for a long time.
He felt a little guilty.
From searching for Life Gold to hunting a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, everything he had done