After finishing his meal, Mo Yun returned to the courtyard and began cultivating.
First came the Body-Guarding Art.
Then the Black Tiger Leap.
Last came the Nameless Fist Technique.
Time flowed on, the sun slanted westward, and another day passed in the blink of an eye.
"Mo Yun, dinner's ready."
Just as he finished his last punch, Huang Shan's somewhat cool voice drifted in from outside the courtyard.
"Give me a moment."
Mo Yun fetched a basin of water and washed his face before heading outside.
Huang Shan was standing at the courtyard entrance.
The red sunset spilled over her cool, pretty face, tinting her fair skin with an unusual flush, as though she had been drinking.
Seeing Mo Yun emerge, Huang Shan quickly said, "I've had Zhao Gang keep watching over there."
"Have you found anything?" Mo Yun asked quietly as they walked toward the dining hall.
Huang Shan shook her head lightly. "Nothing unusual has happened. He's been doing what he always does, spending nearly the entire day walking around the Medicinal Fields and supervising the tenant farmers. The other manor guards have all been attending to their duties, too."
Mo Yun focused slightly and continued, "Has Liu Youquan been in contact with anyone?"
Huang Shan thought for a moment. "He's only exchanged the occasional greeting, usually no more than a sentence or two. He hasn't had any long conversations alone with anyone."
Mo Yun nodded. "All right, understood."
Rubbing his temple, Mo Yun considered briefly before asking, "Did anyone write any letters today?"
Huang Shan shook her head. "No, but Liu Youquan received another letter from Lord Wu this afternoon."
At that, Mo Yun hurriedly asked, "Did you read its contents?"
Huang Shan nodded. "Yes. It mainly said that he'd already set out and would arrive at