"What a heavy snowfall!"
Stepping out of his room, Zhao Yi could not help exclaiming. The snow outside his door was already two feet deep. He looked up at the sky, where enormous clouds piled up like masses of black ink, and goose-feather flakes drifted down.
Xu Changwang, who had been waiting respectfully nearby, hurried forward and echoed him. "Wind and snow fill the sky. Why not stay a few more days, Grand Elder? That would give us more chances to hear your teachings!"
"Ha ha!"
Zhao Yi laughed. "Xu Changwang, oh, Xu Changwang! When it comes to business, I've opened nine of the ten apertures-leaving the one that matters unopened. What could I teach you? There's no need for such ceremony. Just run your businesses here in the market with peace of mind. Linghua Island is your greatest backer!"
Xu Changwang stood to one side, remaining as respectful as ever. Zhao Yi glanced at him and, after a moment's thought, said, "I hear your wife has given you another son. Run the shop well and save up more spirit stones for him!"
Xu Changwang immediately dropped to his knees, bowing his head as tears streamed down his face. "Thank you for your concern, Elder. My little boy has dull aptitude. I ask for no success for him on the immortal path, only that he live safely and peacefully and remain by my side!"
Zhao Yi nodded. Everyone had their own aspirations. Xu Changwang did not want to send this youngest son to cultivate on Linghua Island. Since that was the case, Zhao Yi would not force him!
"Mm! Since you've already planned his future, devote yourself to running the business!"
With that, he had already turned into a gust of wind and departed. In the courtyard behind him, over