Golden Wave Pool had no pool, and certainly no water. It was just an ordinary palace-dojo located toward the rear edge of the Floating Island, a fair distance from the battlefield where the Golden Thread Pavilion and Great Virtue Temple clashed.
Yang An didn't require an escort. He entered the hall of his own accord and shut the doors tightly behind him.
With Life Crane's intervention, the matter was naturally put to rest.
As a Supreme Elder of the Golden Thread Pavilion, once his word was given, no one from the Pavilion dared to disobey. They all returned to their posts and duties, which left Yang An happy to be left to his own devices.
'At least this is better than Dragonfly Bamboo Peak,' he thought. 'People from the Great Virtue Temple won't be attacking at any moment. It's just a shame that three days is a bit too short.'
