"Hmm...? What are you doing here?" a monk asked, standing guard in front of the outer main hall's entrance. "Shouldn't you be locked up?"
"I really didn't get the memo," Xuan replied with a sigh.
With his chin, he gestured at the tray he held in his hands, which had three cups on it. He had crushed the three pills inside these cups.
"I'm going to deliver this to Head Monk Chen Shun and his soon-to-be guests. You don't mind, do you?"
The monk grumbled in annoyance, and right as he entered a fighting stance, footsteps rang out from behind, belonging to a familiar figure.
"He's with me," Huizhen announced. "I told him to brew something up with his talents. Can't let the guests be left unsatisfied, now can we?"
"Senior..." The monk bowed and moved aside.
Xuan smirked, and alongside Huizhen, the two entered the outer main hall.
"Didn't expect you to chime in like that," Xuan said.
