Zhang Xiaohu immediately put on a delighted expression as well. "Yes. My heart is flying home like an arrow, yet I still have to stay here a few more days. Just thinking about it makes my heart itch."
Zhang Xiaohua said solemnly, "That sort of mindset is not good for cultivating the Internal Energy Cultivation Method, Second Brother. Didn't you just say that haste makes waste? It has only been a moment, and you've already picked up the fault of impatience again?"
Zhang Xiaohu widened his eyes slightly and looked at Zhang Xiaohua before the corner of his mouth unconsciously curled into a smile. "I understand. As the ancients said, the bystander sees most clearly while the player is lost in the game. Don't laugh at me either. We both need more tempering."
Zhang Xiaohua did not argue and merely nodded. "That is exactly the principle."
The two made further plans for their preparations to return home before parting ways.
After leaving Zhang Xiaohu's small courtyard, Zhang Xiaohua found that the Misty Sect had already returned to peace and quiet. Perhaps Ou Peng's orders had been effective and carried out without obstruction, or perhaps the forbidden grounds had caused no further trouble these past days, so the disciples had gradually lost their sense of awe. In any case, the Misty Sect was no different from before. There was not the slightest trace of the previous panic and eerie mystery.
Returning to Huanxi Mountain Villa once more, Zhang Xiaohua was filled with emotion. Ever since he had been brought to the Misty Sect to participate in the Martial Arts Tournament that day, he had barely stayed at Huanxi Mountain Villa at all. So many complicated things had happened during this period, and in a few days, he would have to return