Gu Zhao and his companions stayed in Port City for a few more days before preparing to return north.
After seeing off the Daoists from Yuanfa Palace and making plans with Yunyang to visit him in West Capital for some paomo soup, Gu Zhao finally went to find Taoist Yi Hong.
"Daoist, are you heading straight back to White Cloud Temple?" Gu Zhao asked.
Taoist Yi Hong nodded. "I've collected most of the Dragon Gate Classics over the past few years. All that's left is to chant scriptures, drink tea, and rest at the temple."
"You don't have any worldly affairs tying you down, do you?" Gu Zhao continued to ask.
"I'm over eighty, and my eyes are failing me. What worldly affairs could I have?" Taoist Yi Hong chuckled.
"That's good. In other words, you could live anywhere," Gu Zhao said with a smile. "It wouldn't be a problem if you lived in Yangcheng in the future."
