After All, You Know You're Getting Old

And with that, the banquet came to an end.

Elder Ling and the others returned to the courtyard Dao Origin Sect had prepared for them.

Once the three of them were back,

Elder Ling turned to the two elders behind him. "Everyone, let us begin our task."

At his words,

Elder Hao said, "Now? Elder Ling, won't we seem too eager?"

"Why not wait a few more days?"

At Elder Hao's suggestion,

the other elder nodded as well.

But Elder Ling shook his head. "No! It must be now! That position is too important to our plan."

"We must make absolutely certain nothing goes wrong!"

"As for whether anyone in Dao Origin Sect will suspect something, there's no need to worry."

"As long as we don't give ourselves away, they'll never guess our true purpose!"

With a sweep of his hand, he ordered, "Go inform those disciples now. Make sure they take this seriously!"

Upon hearing Elder Ling's order,

the other two elders said nothing more.

They nodded, then turned and left.

Meanwhile, in a courtyard,

a man and a woman were drinking tea and chatting in a small pavilion.

Both wore the distinctive robes of Sword Heaven Upper Sect disciples.

The man held a longsword, his gaze wandering.

Even his movements were restless.

Clearly, he was growing irritated at being stuck there.

His eyes kept drifting toward the courtyard gate,

a longing glint in them.

But just then,

the woman quietly sipping tea beside him did not even need to look

to know what he was thinking.

"Stay put," she said coolly. "Until the elders return, you're not going anywhere."

Her words were like a basin of cold water,

instantly freezing the eagerness in his eyes.

He wilted.

He slumped over the table. "Sis, it's so boring here. We