"We're here."
Shui Bing'er raised her hand and pushed open the courtyard gate, then turned toward Ning Wen beside her and said softly, "This is the courtyard where you'll be staying for now."
Ning Wen stepped inside, his gaze calmly sweeping over his surroundings.
The courtyard was not particularly spacious, but the ground had been swept spotless, and the few tiled-roof rooms had thick, sturdy walls.
Best of all, the place was quiet and secluded, some distance from the main campus. Few people passed through, so he would not easily be disturbed while cultivating.
"Not bad." Ning Wen nodded slightly, mulling it over inwardly.
An independent courtyard. I suppose it'll do!
Hearing Ning Wen's thoughts, Shui Bing'er's lips twitched despite herself.
She cleared her throat, composed herself, and instructed him seriously, "Settle in here, then. If you need anything, you can come find me anytime."
Ning Wen nodded. "All right."
Shui Bing'er briefly explained a few more things he needed to keep in mind before turning to leave.
Standing at the courtyard gate, Ning Wen quietly watched her figure dissolve into the deep night and the shadows of the flowers and trees before heading inside.
The room was clean and tidy, with all the necessities provided.
The wooden bed, desk, chairs, and wardrobe were neatly arranged-simple, but not shabby.
He walked slowly to the window and pushed open its wooden shutters.
The distant scenery of Mirror Lake came into view. Bright moonlight poured down over its surface, shattering into a shimmering expanse of silver.
Ning Wen moved to the bed, sat cross-legged, and began cultivating in quiet concentration.
The water lilies in the courtyard gently opened and closed in the night breeze. Everything was still, save for the chirping of insects and the soft lap of lake water against the