Just then, a Steward announced respectfully from outside, "Sect Leader, Master Li of the Cyan Wood Institute is here to see you."
'Junior Martial Uncle Li!?'
'This junior martial uncle spends all his years cooped up in the Cyan Wood Institute, almost never setting foot outside. What could he possibly want with me?'
He Yuzhou's mind stirred. He composed his expression, tucked the secret letter into his sleeve, and called out, "Please show my junior martial uncle in."
Li Baichuan, still dressed in a cyan robe, strolled leisurely into the hall as if he were just dropping by for a casual visit.
"How is it that you have the leisure to visit me today, Junior Martial Uncle?"
He Yuzhou rose and greeted him with a smile, gesturing for him to take a seat.
Li Baichuan waved a hand dismissively and looked at He Yuzhou. "Martial Nephew, do you recall the agreement between us?"
"Agreement?"
