Zhang Yu looked at the Daoist and said, "Though you claim to have come on Dai Xuanzun's orders, rules cannot be broken. As I said before, please produce your credentials."
Just as before, the Daoist did not answer.
After watching him for a moment, Zhang Yu came to a conjecture. He said, "The matter is not yet settled. Please wait a while longer, sir."
The Daoist gave him a Daoist salute, turned, and walked out. Before long, he had passed beyond the courtyard walls, and his figure swiftly vanished from sight.
After giving it some thought, Zhang Yu returned to the main hall and sat down. At this moment, the entire residence was empty. Whether the created servants, Xin Yao, Yan Yuming, An Zhizhi, or the others, all had left this place. It could be said that he was now the only one remaining here.
He neither spoke nor moved. After meditating here for a day, he once again sensed ripples stirring in the formation outside. Opening his eyes, he saw the Daoist standing in the courtyard.
The Daoist gave him a Daoist salute and said, "Patrol Guard Zhang, has the matter been dealt with?"
Zhang Yu still asked, "Do you have credentials?"
This time, the Daoist did not remain silent. He reached into his sleeve, took out a document, and unfolded it for Zhang Yu to see.
Zhang Yu glanced at it. The vermilion seal of Sky City's Warden stood clearly before his eyes. He nodded, flicked his sleeve, and rose. "I will accompany you to meet Dai Xuanzun."
The Daoist said, "Then please follow me, Patrol Guard Zhang." He immediately rose into the air. Zhang Yu gave him a look, then also soared up, flying with him toward the Sky City above.
After merely a dozen breaths, the