Early the next morning.
After guiding his two senior brothers in alchemy, Tang Yan hid a Void Child Pearl in his bedroom, then left the sect and headed for the Trading Base Peng Jia had mentioned.
He had barely gone any distance from the sect when a sharp pain stabbed through his heart.
Tang Yan sucked in a breath and forced himself to calm down, managing not to lose his composure on the spot.
Turning back, Tang Yan climbed all the way to the summit of Clear Sky Peak.
Rao Baoyue was drinking tea in front of the courtyard. He had no idea whether she was tending to her health or specifically waiting for him.
"Greetings, Master," Tang Yan stepped forward and paid his respects.
Rao Baoyue said nothing and continued drinking her tea.
"I heard there's a Trading Base nearby and would like to take a look. I hope you'll grant your permission, Master," Tang Yan continued.
Still, there was no response.
Tang Yan felt helpless. A woman crying or cursing was nothing to fear; it was a woman saying nothing that was frightening.
Keeping up this stalemate was no solution. Tang Yan could only break the deadlock using his third senior brother's method. "So you've given your tacit approval, Master. Thank you!"
"You're not going anywhere!" Rao Baoyue finally spoke, sneering. "Know your place!
"To put it nicely, you're a disciple of Clear Sky Peak. To put it bluntly, you're my prisoner!
"Have you ever seen a prisoner wandering around wherever he likes?"
Tang Yan could not help feeling puzzled.
With the Eye of Truth, he could sense other people's attitudes toward him more clearly.
He remembered that before they came to the sect, Rao Baoyue had not loathed him to this extent.
He had not done anything