A month later.
Having waited all this time without seeing anyone, Bai Wei left her pavilion and came to the outside of Song Wen's pavilion.
"Extreme Yin, do you have a moment?"
As her words fell, the surroundings sank back into deathly silence.
At the bottom of the pitch-black valley, not a sound could be heard.
After a moment of stillness, the door creaked open, and Song Wen emerged from within.
"Fellow Daoist Bai Wei, have you come to see me over some important matter?" Song Wen asked with a puzzled expression.
Bai Wei's face darkened, her features filled with grievance.
"A month ago, didn't you say you would 'be right back'?"
Song Wen looked utterly alarmed upon hearing this.
"Has it already been a whole month?"
He hurried forward, reaching Bai Wei in just a few strides, and stretched out a hand toward her waist.
"I am truly sorry. After returning to my room, I suddenly gained some insight and thought to meditate in seclusion for a little while. Who would have thought that one session of meditation would last an entire month? I made Fellow Daoist wait so long. It is truly my fault."
Bai Wei shifted sideways by two feet, avoiding Song Wen's outstretched hand.
"I came to see you today for serious business. I have finished deducing the formation. We can begin trying to set it up."
"So soon!"
A flash of delight flickered in Song Wen's eyes.
But he swiftly suppressed it and changed his words.
"No rush, no rush. Let us discuss the formation after I have made amends."
After a month of rest and recuperation, he was brimming with vigor like a dragon and tiger. With such a beauty before him, he naturally had to properly grow close to her.
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