Following the mountain path along the stream, Liu S sui swept forward at full speed like a dragon of dust, reaching the lotus lake in just a few dozen breaths.
The Green Mountain Sect had moved several halls here, making for quite a lovely scene. Naturally, he had no interest in it, nor did he seek an audience with True Person Guangyuan or Nan Wang. Instead, he went straight to Guo Nanshan.
Hearing his request, Guo Nanshan could not help glancing at Gu Han. "You actually guessed right."
Gu Han had someone unload a bundle of bamboo from the Sword Boat.
Liu S sui was delighted to see the bundle of bamboo and bowed earnestly to Gu Han in thanks.
He had planted this bamboo on Heavenly Light Peak more than a hundred years ago. His former master, Bai Rujing, had died in the Sword Prison, yet the bamboo remained. As old bamboo died, new shoots grew, and those few clumps had nearly become a sea of bamboo.
Watching Liu S sui leave with the bamboo on his shoulder and thinking of those bygone days, even someone as cold as Gu Han could not help sighing.
Liu S sui returned to Three Thousand Courtyard even faster with the bamboo on his shoulder. Taking out the Guan Cheng Brush, he shaved off the slender branches and began making a bamboo chair. The Nondual Sword buzzed and trembled on his wrist, declaring that it was the sharpest Immortal Sword in the world-apart from the one lying in the Chan Room-so why would he use the Guan Cheng Brush instead of it?
"The tip of the brush is softer, so it needs no further polishing," Liu S sui explained patiently, his hands never stopping.
Many years ago, in that small mountain village, he