Watching Wu Ming slowly leave the shore of Sea God Lake, Xuan Zi let out a wistful sigh.
"What a strong child... she would make a somewhat suitable match for that disciple of mine."
Of course, only somewhat.
He left that last part unspoken.
After all, his disciple was also gentle on the outside but unyielding within. He looked easy to talk to, but in truth, he was terribly rigid.
At that thought, Xuan Zi could not help taking out his wine gourd and drinking a long mouthful.
In that respect, he was rather like the girl beside him.
He glanced at her without betraying anything, his eyes half closed.
Of course, only a little.
Beside him, Zhang Lexuan frowned at Xuan Zi's words. She wanted to argue, but remembering what she had just done, she could only swallow her response.
Naturally, Xuan Zi noticed her pent-up frustration and chuckled.
"Haha, girl, this old man can only help you this far. As for what to do and how to do it, that will be up to you..."
With that, Xuan Zi leaped away and vanished from the shore of Sea God Lake.
A breeze swept over, carrying the scent of grass and trees into her nose.
Zhang Lexuan stood there gazing across Sea God Lake, her eyes filled with thought.
Help? What had he helped with? Do something? Do what?
The sun hung high in the sky, its warm light falling on her black clothes.
Indeed, she could hardly make heads or tails of it.
Had Xuan Zi not worn Mu En down with endless coaxing and pestering, how could her freedom have come so soon?
Early the next morning, the sun had only just peeked over the distant horizon when golden morning light drew back the curtain on