Cyan Yuan Sect.
Medicine Hall.
Yuanqing Courtyard.
Yuanqing Courtyard was the name Yang Chan had given his small courtyard. He was mostly just following the example of others, who all had names for their own courtyards. At least it sounded more refined than just "So-and-so's residence."
Inside the courtyard, Yang Chan instructed a maid to prepare hot water for bathing and some food. The newly acquired maid, Xiaoxiang, was also led away.
Yang Chan listened to Han Bingyu's report.
"Nothing major has happened within the Cyan Yuan Sect, but there's an unconfirmed report from the borderlands. I'm not sure if it's true."
A hesitant look appeared on Han Bingyu's face, and she didn't elaborate immediately.
Unconfirmed news could be false, so she waited to see if Yang Chan wanted to hear it.
"Go on. What is it?"
Seeing her expression, Yang Chan understood her reservations and replied with a smile.
