It was not that Jiang Yan did not know where Jiang Yunyao's room was. It was just that, on his previous visits, she had sometimes been busy and unable to see him right away, so he usually sought out the servant first to lead the way.
"Brother Yan, have you struck it rich?"
The servant first asked out of curiosity, then turned and led Jiang Yan upstairs.
It was still that same secluded little room.
Jiang Yan knocked and went inside. Jiang Yunyao was sitting in a chair, fiddling with the teapot before her.
At the sight of Jiang Yan entering, her gaze changed.
She looked his attire up and down, her eyes sweeping over his Daoist robe several times and lingering particularly on the flame pattern on his chest.
"You've joined Firehead's disciples?"
Before Jiang Yan could speak, Jiang Yunyao had already blurted out the question.
Jiang Yan paused, then understood. His older cousin had spent years in the Prefecture Academy, after all. It was hardly surprising that she knew about such things.
He nodded and confirmed:
"That's right. I was fortunate enough to be accepted as a disciple by my master, Blowing Fire High Person..."
"And you've come back this time to rescue your cousin from fire and water?"
Before Jiang Yan could continue, Jiang Yunyao interrupted him with a smile.
What did she mean?
Jiang Yan looked at Jiang Yunyao's strange attitude. Why did she seem unwilling to leave?
Seeing him remain still, Jiang Yunyao shook her head.
"Just go back. Your cousin is quite comfortable here at Spring Breeze Tower."
Quite comfortable here?
Although Jiang Yan had not had much contact with Jiang Yunyao, he knew this older cousin was not someone who willingly sank into depravity. She would never be comfortable staying at Spring Breeze