After spending five or six days with the Xiao Clan, Xiao Yu felt as though he had returned to the days just after his transmigration, carefree and at ease, without having to worry about Protector Wu or the Misty Cloud Sect.
Still, he had not put aside his research into Dou Techniques or his alchemy. He simply no longer had to pack every day to the brim as he once had.
His days were fairly leisurely, the sort of life Xiao Yu considered ideal. Unfortunately, it could not last.
"Hmm~ hmm~~ hmm~"
Humming a little tune, Xiao Yu carried a watering can and watered the flowers and plants in his courtyard.
Those elders had been far too enthusiastic. They had originally prepared an enormous, luxurious courtyard for him, but Xiao Yu had refused. He felt more comfortable living in his own little courtyard.
Later, when boredom became unbearable, Xiao Yu found some medicinal flowers and plants and planted them in the courtyard. Whenever he had time to spare, he watered them to pass the time and cultivate his spirit.
"Brother Yu!"
Xiao Yu heard someone call him and knew who it was from the voice alone.
Turning to see Xiao Yan rushing excitedly into the courtyard, Xiao Yu asked, "What wind blew you here, kid?"
Then he set down the watering can, walked over to the stone table, and sat down. He also poured a cup of tea and handed it to Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan stood on no ceremony. He took the cup, plopped down, and took a sip before saying, "Can't I come by to beg a cup of tea?"
"Tsk, tsk. You never visit the temple without a prayer to make. Out with it-what do you need me for?"
Xiao Yu took a sip of tea