Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
The tension he had carried outside finally eased completely.
As news of Luo Chen's return gradually spread,
over these three days, a ceaseless stream of people came to Liu Manor, either bearing gifts and congratulations or seeking to arrange marriages.
Aunt Madam Wang was run ragged by it all, but her face remained wreathed in delighted smiles.
Here in the main hall, Aunt carefully examined portrait after portrait of young women, occasionally lifting her head to scrutinize the youth below.
If she thought they were well matched, she would secretly nod to herself.
Whenever Luo Chen encountered such moments, a helpless smile hung on his lips.
Unable to bear Aunt's enthusiasm any longer, he found an excuse to leave Liu Manor after breakfast.
Wearing the Golden Patterned Cloud Robe of a Demon Suppression Captain, the youth strode down the streets in high spirits.
Upon returning to the Demon Suppression Bureau, his ears found much more peace.
Those people harboring their own schemes, seeking to win him over and curry favor with him, would not dare come looking for him at the Demon Suppression Bureau no matter what.
He entered the highest floor of Listen to the Wind Tower.
Humming a tune, he leisurely brewed tea.
Many people noticed Luo Chen's return to the Demon Suppression Bureau.
Some Demon Suppression Captains who had once worked alongside him would also drop by whenever they had nothing to do.
Xiao Xiuzhu had gained greatly during this White Dragon River mission. When he came before Luo Chen,
Luo Chen rose to greet him. Sensing the aura leaking from him, he smiled and congratulated him.
"Congratulations, brother Xiao. You have taken another step forward on the martial path."
Having just broken through, Xiao Xiuzhu had recovered