"Well? Was it fun?" Zhang Xiaohua asked with a smile.
"Fun, fun!" Shui Tiantian was the first to answer. Seeing how happy he was, as though he had already emerged from the grief of losing his father, Zhang Xiaohua was pleased as well. "Do you still want to play?"
Shui Tiantian hesitated, then honestly said, "This disciple does... but there is plenty of time. I can play slowly later. Otherwise, if I get tired of it, there will be nothing left to play with!"
Old Yu pointed at the palace gates. "Sect Leader Ren, is the lake... behind the hall?"
"Precisely. Old Yu, please."
When everyone walked out of the palace, they indeed found a stretch of clear water rippling in the breeze, lush green trees all around. Though it was a simple scene, it carried quite the bearing of an immortal abode!
"What a place!" Mr. Liu praised. "To spend one's remaining years here without leaving it would make a life well worth living!"
"Xiaohua, how... do we get across this lake?" Zhang Cai keenly noticed.
"Oh, right, Father. If you had not mentioned it, I would have forgotten. This little boat needs true qi to operate; otherwise, it needs oars. Wait for me to go out later and find some ordinary boats and oars!"
"Senior Brother Sect Leader, are those... things inside the great hall... for practicing martial arts?" Zhang Ping'er asked from the side.
"Hehe, you are all so impatient!" Zhang Xiaohua looked at his curious disciples, then turned to Zhang Cai and the others. "Father, let us go back first. This immortal mansion will be where we live from now on. We will have plenty of time to admire it."
With a sweep of his wide sleeve, the scene before everyone's eyes changed, and they were