"Eh? Young Master Qin? Why are you in Chang'an? I heard from Sanhuang that you went to train somewhere beyond the Nine Provinces." Huang Ting paused, wine flask in hand, and couldn't help but ask in surprise and puzzlement.
"Indeed, but now I've returned, haven't I?" Qin Yuesheng sat down and looked up at the bright moon in the sky. "During this journey, I managed to handle some matters, and it can be considered a success. From now on, I should have plenty of time to spend at home."
"It's good to be home, really good. Young Master Qin, you have no idea—you entrusted that little princess to my Daoist temple, but she comes by every day to ask me when exactly you'll come to bring her down the mountain." Huang Ting shook his head helplessly. "I've truly been put through the wringer."
"Ha!" Only then did Qin Yuesheng suddenly recall Ah Jiu whom he'd entrusted to the West Qi Mountain Temple, as well as Bai Ningxuan still waiting for him to fetch her at the White Lotus Sacred Land.
