Yue Qingshan had secluded himself in Bedrock Court year-round and rarely stepped outside. Ouyang Changhe could not understand why he had suddenly appeared in his study.
And without a sound at that. Despite being a True Astral Perfection expert, Ouyang Changhe had not detected the slightest trace of him!
Ouyang Changhe suppressed his astonishment and smoothed the strange look from his face. Bowing respectfully, he said, "Uncle Yue, your late-night visit has left your nephew greatly honored. What instructions do you have?"
"Instructions are out of the question."
Yue Qingshan waved a hand, his eyes half-open and half-closed. "Do you know that Zhou Muyun has broken through to the True Astral Realm?"
Zhou Muyun had been summoned to the study that very afternoon. He did not believe Ouyang Changhe could have failed to notice.
"This nephew knows."
Ouyang Changhe bowed to Yue Qingshan again. "I must also thank Uncle Yue for nurturing such an outstanding talent for our Heavy Earth Gate."
In his heart, Zhou Muyun's own efforts were certainly important, but he could not have done without Yue Qingshan's guidance.
"Since you mention gratitude..." Yue Qingshan slightly lifted his eyelids, then abruptly changed the subject. "This old man has recently gained some insights and needs to enter seclusion for a time. At the shortest, three months; at the longest, half a year. What do you think?"
Ouyang Changhe was somewhat surprised, then frowned slightly. "Uncle Yue, isn't half a year too long?"
As the court master of Bedrock Court, Yue Qingshan might not participate much in the sect's major affairs, but he still had to handle Bedrock Court's daily business.
"What?" Yue Qingshan sneered, raising his eyes toward Ouyang Changhe. "Have you sat in the sect master's seat for so long that you cannot even give your uncle this