Yang Jing quickly returned to the Inner Sect Disciple living area halfway up Lingxi Peak. From a distance, he saw a youth in gray servant disciple attire squatting at the gate of Qing No. 4 Courtyard.
The youth was holding a food box, idly scuffing the ground with the tip of his foot out of boredom. When he saw Yang Jing approaching, he quickly stood up, a somewhat reserved smile appearing on his face.
"Senior Brother Yang, this is the lunch you ordered." The servant disciple presented the food box with both hands, his tone respectful.
Yang Jing took the food box, which was warm to the touch. He nodded at the servant disciple and thanked him.
The servant disciple, flattered by the gesture, quickly bowed before turning and hurrying away.
Back in the courtyard, Yang Jing placed the food box on the stone table and opened the lid. Inside were two meat dishes, one vegetable dish, and a soup.
