Life at the Joyous Union Sect was even more comfortable than Si Chen had expected.
His title of "honorary elder" worked practically as well as the sect leader's token.
The Scripture Repository was completely open to him. Whichever section he wanted to consult, the elder on duty would simply smile and lead the way, never asking another question.
Whenever the head chef at the Dining Hall saw him, he all but brought out every private specialty he had tucked away.
Even when Si Chen occasionally felt like stir-frying pills, he could pick whatever he wanted from the medicinal garden on Rear Mountain.
Of course, Si Chen always left the disciples on duty plenty of spirit stones.
This treatment clearly went far beyond what an ordinary "honorary elder" should receive.
Ever since his conversation with Su Miaoyin that day, even the sect's senior elders looked at him with a tacit warmth, as though he were an exceptionally outstanding junior of their own.
Si Chen guessed that this was probably not just because of his strength and potential. More likely, it stemmed from the "bonds of old" his Third Uncle Si Shuo had left here years ago.
Whenever he thought of Aunt Su, Si Chen felt he had done a wonderful deed.
He had given her Third Uncle's Communication Talisman so she could ease the torment of longing. Wasn't that the filial duty a junior ought to fulfill?
He heard that not long after Aunt Su received the Communication Talisman, she had traveled somewhere far away.
A few days later, Su Miaoyin returned, positively radiant.
The faint trace of anger she had carried before had vanished without a trace, replaced by irrepressible joy at the corners of her eyes and brows. She looked considerably younger.
She became even more attentive toward Si