...Spirit City, Murong Mansion.
After everyone returned to Spirit City, Tie Yun and Tu Zhen led the Black Flame Army back to the military camp. Murong Huai and his family headed to Murong Mansion.
When they arrived at the entrance, they happened to run into Steward Zhou returning to the mansion. The moment he saw everyone—especially Murong Zhige—his eyes trembled. Overcome with excitement, he hurried forward, fell to his knees, and paid his respects.
"Zhou Yun... pays his respects to the Old Clan Leader!"
Zhou Yun was the mansion's longtime steward. His father had been the previous steward. Murong Zhige had left when Zhou Yun was ten, and now Zhou Yun was already in his seventies or eighties. He could still vaguely remember Murong Zhige's face, which was why he was so overcome with emotion.
Murong Zhige nodded at the man kneeling before him. "Zhou Yun, you're Zhou Shan's son, right? You were just a little boy back then. Now you've taken over your father's duties too. Get up."
"Thank you, Old Clan Leader!" Zhou Yun was overwhelmed with excitement. He had always heard his father speak of the Old Clan Leader's extraordinary bearing, and at last he had the honor of seeing him in person.
"Steward Zhou, where have you been?" Murong Huai asked.
Steward Zhou explained, "To answer the young master, I went to the ranch west of our Murong Clan's city to collect fresh Ten Thousand Year Spirit Milk."
As he spoke, Steward Zhou took out a jade bottle filled with rich, creamy milk.
"Ten Thousand Year Spirit Milk? What are we getting that for?"
"Actually, it's milk from the Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, the Clear Spirit Profound Ox, that we raise in the mansion. Its milk is exceptionally delicious and very good for children. Back then, the