Over the next dozen or so days.
Lu Mian went to Yun Qizi almost every day to ask him questions about cultivation.
Each visit lasted about two hours.
Yunjingzi, who stayed in the courtyard, noticed nothing suspicious about Lu Mian and usually drank alone to drown his sorrows.
Lately, in particular, he had grown increasingly frustrated and irritable.
"It's been so long, and they still haven't sent me word. Looks like Yunshizi was just stringing me along."
"Those bastards keep dragging their feet. Can't they get anything done?"
Yunjingzi was about to take another swig when he discovered that the wine jar was empty.
For some reason, Yunjingzi's nameless anger erupted, and he hurled the jar into the corner.
Crash!
The wine jar shattered into a heap of fragments.
But Yunjingzi's fury did not diminish in the slightest. Instead, it burned ever fiercer.
"Damn it!"
"You won't let me act? I'll do it anyway!"
"I'll act first and report afterward!"
Yunjingzi's gaze turned vicious.
If he held back any longer, he felt he would go mad!
But Yunjingzi had not yet gone so mad that he had lost all reason.
He knew there was one person he had to deal with before making his move.
Yun Qizi.
When Yunshizi had gone to see Yun Qizi earlier, he had made no attempt to conceal it.
He had meant to show Yunjingzi, who was watching from the shadows, that he had someone keeping an eye on him, warning him not to act rashly.
Of course, Yunjingzi was not mad enough to attack Yun Qizi.
He only wanted to sound him out and see where he stood.
In the Quiet Meditation Room.
"Thank you for your guidance, Chief."
"I'll return and reflect on what I've learned."
Lu Mian cupped his hands.
"Go."