"You're still not safe, and Clear Garden Temple is still sealed off. No one can live there. Please stay at my residence. It will also make it easier for us to communicate when you help me with my work," Su Ziji said after some thought.
Since they had already chosen to seek refuge with Prince Dai, moving into Prince Dai's Residence was naturally the smallest of matters.
Besides, Bianxuan admitted that Prince Dai was right. The affair at Clear Garden Temple concerned more than just the temple. Since it involved the Great Demon Zhou Xuan, it would inevitably have ties to Prince Qi's Residence as well. They had only just left prison and had yet to recover. Staying outside would make it all too easy for someone to silence them. Prince Dai's Residence was the best possible choice.
"Then I shall obey rather than stand on ceremony," Bianxuan said softly.
Following the list, the household guards Su Ziji had brought located the nine monks and escorted them out. They supported one another, their clothes in tatters and their bodies covered in blood and grime. They looked even worse than Bianxuan.
Fang Zhen's gaze swept over their faces one by one. All nine were monks between twenty and fifty years old.
"Can you still walk?" Fang Zhen asked.
"Young Marquis, we can still walk," a middle-aged monk with regular features replied.
"Then come with me!" Su Ziji had no desire to remain there any longer. He turned toward the desk, picked up a brush, and wrote on the rice paper: "Transfer Bianxuan and the nine monks to my premises to await orders." Then he took out the small seal he carried and stamped it.
When he finished, Su Ziji handed it to the prison official. "Here. Does this put your mind