She softly said, "It's Jian..."
Before she could finish, Li Xuan interrupted.
"Sleep, don't say anything more, it has nothing to do with us, and besides, we have Mr. Lu here."
Mentioning Mr. Lu seemed to ease Tong Jia's mind, she nodded and nestled against her partner, falling asleep peacefully.
...
...
The next morning.
The cultivators fetched water by the pool.
Li Xuan slightly sensed the outside.
The demons of Upper Jingyu Country hadn't pursued, maybe the disguise method worked.
"Pill Master Li."
"Pill Master Li, good morning."
The cultivators by the pool greeted him.
Some were whispering to each other.
"Steward Jian sits at the entrance of the Tomb of Lost Clothes, staring at that spot as if possessed, we don't know what's wrong."
"Didn't expect Steward Jian to be kind of a romantic, her bond with Xu Zishi must be deep."
As everyone chatted, Li Xuan suddenly noticed a figure hurriedly moving from the settlement near the pool.
It's Lu Yanwu!
He's out!
