"There's definitely something off about this Profound Turtle Alchemist's cave abode."
Lu Chang'sheng recalled the Peach Embalming Child Skill his master once taught him; his mind ran with speculation, though he knew better than to talk about it with the Sect Leader and the others.
Still, a subtle warning wouldn't hurt.
The next day, Lu Chang'sheng had originally planned to seek out Sect Leader Yan Yu, but before he could, Yan Yu sent word for him to come over.
Inside Yan Yu's courtyard were not just himself, but also Huang Yun.
"Come, come, Fellow Daoist Lu, have a seat."
Rarely did Yan Yu seem at such ease, sipping spirit tea across from Huang Yun.
"The Sect Leader and Dean are quite in the mood for leisure today!" Lu Chang'sheng grinned as he took a seat nearby.
"If only I could help it, I'd rather not be like this either." Yan Yu shook his head with a bitter smile.
Still not willing to give it a rest, huh.
Lu Chang'sheng gave a faint, inward shake of the head.
