Outside Jingyuan Tower.
The moon shone bright and clear. Liu Yunche cupped his fists and smiled faintly.
"Meeting you today was a great stroke of fortune, Brother Wei. Next time, the meal's on me. You mustn't refuse."
"Hahaha, good!" Wei Tianhui laughed heartily. "I'll hold you to that, Brother Liu."
Wei Tianhui glanced at the moon and said,
"It's getting late. Why don't I walk you home?"
Liu Yunche paused. "That's too much trouble for you, Brother Wei."
"Oh..." Wei Tianhui smiled. "It's no trouble. Quite a few martial artists have come to Verdant Grain County lately, and some evil cultivators may have slipped in among them. It would be terrible if you got hurt."
At that, Liu Yunche said no more. "Then I'll accept your kind offer."
The Liu Household in the east of the city.
Standing outside the main gate, Liu Yunche said to Wei Tianhui, "It's late, Brother Wei, so I won't invite you in tonight."
"Never mind." Wei Tianhui waved a hand. "We'll have plenty of chances to meet again."
After a few more smiling words with Liu Yunche, Wei Tianhui left.
Liu Yunche watched him go, then made his way to Cloud Perch Courtyard.
Atop one of the Liu Household's pavilions, Liu Wangzhou stood with his hands behind his back, silently watching it all.
Wei Tianhui walked down the street and let out a quiet breath. He had taken a careful look outside the Liu Household just now. There were few wheel tracks on the road; it did not look like the home of a wealthy, powerful family.
The household did not even rank among Verdant Grain County's foremost families, yet someone from it had been accepted as Qinglü, High Cultivator's disciple.
Qinglü, High Cultivator had not taken a disciple in all these