Miao Jin certainly knew how to pick a place. He led the way to a small courtyard in the southwestern corner of the Imperial City.
The courtyard was small and looked decidedly dilapidated compared with the other resplendent palaces in the Imperial City. It was probably intended specifically for maids, servants, and the like.
Looking at the courtyard, Miao Jin sneered inwardly, feeling thoroughly pleased.
This was only the beginning. How could some stray Daoist from who knew where offend him and get away with it? This house was merely the first step. Having offended him, the stray Daoist could forget about enjoying a single peaceful day as long as he remained in the Imperial City!
Zhang Yuan's expression did not change.
Though the courtyard was small, its location was sufficiently secluded. It was more than adequate for his usual cultivation, so he had no particular complaints.
However... even without any complaints, he had no intention of letting Miao Jin off.
Miao Jin was extremely petty. Having just swallowed his anger at Zhao Lian, he would most likely come looking for trouble later. To avoid that trouble, it would be better to kill him sooner rather than later.
Yes, I'll kill him within three days.
"All right, you'll be living here from now on. You can't say I've treated you poorly, can you?" Miao Jin said with a vicious grin.
As soon as he said that, the several Imperial City Guards who had followed him over chimed in.
"What are you saying, Young Master Miao? Of course this doesn't count as poor treatment!"
"Exactly. Being able to live in the Imperial City is a blessing earned through eight lifetimes of good deeds. How could anyone call this poor treatment?"
"Quite right. Even Her Highness the Third Princess couldn't fault it!"