The next morning passed quietly.
When Feng Yun woke up, Li Shixin had already returned to her own courtyard. The traces of the previous night were gone, replaced by the calm rhythm of the clan's daily routine. After washing up, Feng Yun ate the breakfast prepared by Wang Ruo.
Soon after, he began his usual work.
Feng Yun walked through the training grounds, observing the disciples' cultivation. He did not interfere much, only correcting mistakes when necessary and offering short guidance when someone reached a bottleneck. His presence alone brought calm to the training grounds, and the disciples cultivated with greater focus when he was nearby.
By midday, he had already inspected several areas of the clan.
At noon, Feng Yun walked out of the clan, strolling on the streets.
"Huh!"
Feng Yun paused slightly and continued walking.
