Everyone celebrated boisterously for a while. Then someone pushed a wheeled chair over, and seated in it was none other than Mi Yan.
"Brother Mu, you're back."
"Sister Mi Yan, what happened to you?"
Seeing Mi Yan in this state, Mu Bai was deeply shocked, not knowing what this poor woman had suffered this time.
"It's nothing. Don't worry. My mind was damaged, and my legs have been giving me some trouble. Ping'er and Dai'er had someone bring back some medicinal pills, so it's nothing serious anymore."
"Oh, let's go inside and talk. Please come in for a cup of tea, Elder Xiong."
From Mi Yan's reply, Mu Bai guessed that during his years away from the Spirit Taming Sect, Qing Mao's women and descendants had not had an easy time. Moreover, after the Mu Lan Pavilion's headquarters moved out of Spirit Command City, the care they received had also fallen short.
"Hall Master Mu, you've just been reunited with your family after a long separation. I shouldn't overstay, so I'll take my leave now. If you need anything, just send word to our Enforcement Hall."
How could Xiong Ji not know the circumstances everyone in the Qing Mao Residence had faced in the Spirit Taming Sect over the years? He was also very tactful, and immediately took his leave.
Once inside, Mu Bai found the residence much more dilapidated and cluttered, yet deliberately decorated for a celebration, warming his heart. He talked with Qing Mao's women into the night. As they each chimed in, he came to understand clearly how everyone in the Qing Mao Residence had fared over the years.
In fairness, the Spirit Taming Sect had treated the Qing Mao Residence reasonably well over the years, delivering Mu Bai's elder's stipend on time every month. It was