One Person Short

As the sun set, night fell over Chenghui Plateau.

The evening breeze carried the smells of cooking through Whatever Temple. Wind chimes hanging from its vermilion pillars rang softly, warding off evil spirits.

After seeing Isolde off, Yixuan used the Azure Nether Method to take Griseo back to Whatever Temple.

Griseo hadn't explored the temple on her last visit to Weifei Land. Now, on her second visit, she took the chance to look around. How should she put it?

Whatever Temple was even more... modest than she'd imagined. Much of it still seemed to be under renovation.

"Aunt Yixuan, do you usually live here?" Griseo asked.

"It's a little rough, but it's peaceful." Yixuan closed the back door and began to explain.

When the Old Capital fell, Yunkui Mountain suffered devastating losses and nearly ceased to exist. With no resources to spare for Weifei Land, they had retreated to Yunkui Mountain.

During the eleven years Yixuan had led the sect and rebuilt its strength, TOPS had seized control of Chenghui Plateau and established Radiant Gold Mech.

Then Yunkui Mountain struck a deal with the Municipal Government: the government would help them return to Weifei Land, and they would help curb TOPS's influence.

"Yinhu! Are you there?"

"I'm here, Master!"

Pots and pans clattered in the kitchen. Pan Yinhu poked his head out, clutching a handful of wilted scallions.

He looked at Yixuan first. When his gaze shifted to Griseo, he froze for a moment. "Master, who's this...?"

"An important guest. Make dinner special!"

Pan Yinhu scratched his head. "But Master, this month's food budget..."

"Oh, right! Tea Immortal has launched lots of new dishes, hasn't it? Buy some of those!" Yixuan's attention was entirely on Griseo, so she missed Pan Yinhu's hesitation.

Or perhaps she'd noticed. She trusted her disciple's