Chu Li returned to his own courtyard in the Imperial Residence of King An.
By dawn, he had finished his cultivation and was having a meal with Xiao Shi in the Tianshu Courtyard. Suddenly, they heard Chief Zhu's voice calling for him from outside, "Head Chief, Great Master Fa Yuan from the Tempest Temple is here and would like to meet you."
"Fa Yuan? Let him in, I'll come immediately." Chu Li's eyebrows raised.
"Yes," answered Chief Zhu respectfully, before seeing himself out.
Xiao Shi wore a light blue gown and was holding a piece of pastry in her hands. Her eyebrows furrowed when she heard the news. "Why is that blasted monk here again? I'm sure it's not for something good!"
Chu Li nodded with a faint smile.
Xiao Shi's words were blunt, but they often hit the nail right on the head.
Chu Li put down his chopsticks and walked out to the main hall.