Mo Bai rode Lü Bufan's little boat all the way to the island where the Taihua Sect was staying. The two returned to Lü Bufan's courtyard and began chatting over a few pots of wine.
They talked about Old Huang, the Vigorous Martial Gate Attendant who had been spirited away by a widow, and sighed over the vicious fighting on Greenwood Mountain...
As the lamps first came alight and the lake lay dark and still, Mo Bai simply stayed. The two fellows planned to talk through the night.
Who knew someone would knock on the courtyard gate? Lü Bufan went over and opened it, only to find Senior Brother Tianyu and Cultivator Jin Qi...
"Uh, is there something you two need?"
Senior Brother Tianyu paused. Beside him, Cultivator Jin Qi asked in bewilderment, "Something we need? Attendant Lü, after something as serious as having your enlightenment on the Mirror-Viewing Platform cut short... how can you act as though nothing happened?"
Lü Bufan scratched the back of his head. "Cut short... well, there was nothing to be done! Even the Northern Immortal Sect was helpless. What could people like us accomplish by worrying?"
Cultivator Jin Qi fell silent for a moment, then cupped his hands. "My admiration..."
Senior Brother Tianyu asked, "Attendant Lü, after entering the illusion, did you also merely linger for a while in days that left deep impressions in your memories? And then the illusion dispersed before you could gain any insight?"
Lü Bufan considered for a moment, then nodded anyway. "More or less!"
Senior Brother Tianyu gave a bitter smile. "Elder Zhou Mo still hasn't returned. It seems something must have gone wrong with the Mirror-Viewing Platform... Who knows whether we'll ever have another opportunity like this in our lifetimes, to break straight through our inner demons