CREAK—
He pushed open the wooden gate to his small courtyard. A gentle breeze swept through, rustling the copper bell by the window and sending out a crisp DING-DONG.
"It's been years since I've lived here," Song Changsheng murmured, gazing at his small courtyard. "This place still puts my heart at ease more than anywhere else." A sense of peace he hadn't felt in ages washed over him.
He had been through too much recently, constantly on edge. Only now could he truly relax.
No one had lived in the small courtyard for years, and a thick layer of dust had accumulated. Song Changsheng set to work, cleaning the rooms from top to bottom.
Once he had finished, he sat cross-legged on his bed and began to consider his next steps.
His main priority, of course, was to find clues about the Dragon Blood Orchid. Once he had it, he could begin practicing the *Array Carved on Body*. This was his most pressing concern.
