The Zhou Mansion was preparing for a grand wedding and a full moon celebration. The servants had long since begun decorating, hanging red silks and festive lanterns everywhere.
Yet for some unknown reason, Zhou Ruxuan felt a sense of oppression and gloom, as if she couldn't breathe.
Coming home.
She didn't know when, but it had become a burden.
"Aunt."
A youth passing by stopped in his tracks and spoke up:
"My mother says you've exceeded your monthly stipend again. On top of that, you took several extra Elixirs to aid your Cultivation."
His voice drew the attention of quite a few people. The servants quickly distanced themselves, while several junior members of the Zhou Family shot her strange looks.
Zhou Ruxuan stopped in her tracks.
"My Cultivation has reached the Eighth-Grade Peak. It's a critical time for advancing to the Seventh Grade, so I took some extra Elixirs."
"Second Brother agreed to it."
"Aunt," the young man began.
