Being in charge was exhausting for Zuo Xuan. Facing the gazes of Ganxing and Wu Quan, she composed herself and said, "If that's the case, we'll do as you two seniors suggest."
"You misunderstand, Fellow Daoist. We were merely offering a suggestion. The final decision is still yours to make!"
Wu Quan said with a chuckle.
Ganxing immediately chimed in, "That's right!"
Zuo Xuan couldn't be bothered to argue with them. Picking up a teacup from the Eight Immortals Table beside her, she said, "Then it's settled. But let's be clear about one thing: if the Lord's tasks are not completed within three years..."
"Rest assured, if need be, I will personally oversee this matter," Wu Quan declared again.
But Zuo Xuan shook her head. "That won't be necessary. Before Daoist Changqing went into seclusion with the Lord, he entrusted two matters to us, and we will need you two seniors to focus your efforts there. The minor affairs in Mozhou Road can be left to the juniors."
