Walking out of the boudoir, soon there was a courtyard.
Within the courtyard, rare flowers and exotic plants—one patch dazzling, one patch variegated, and two patches lush green.
What entered the eyes at a glance made one feel instantly clear-headed and refreshed, the whole body relaxing.
Holy Heart Hall truly deserved to be the second largest hall within the Holy Moon Sect—not only vast, but everywhere filled with exquisite wonders.
"Looks like that old fellow really hasn't treated you badly these years." Xiao Yi chuckled softly.
"Mm." Yiyi nodded again and again. "These years, Master has always treated me extremely well."
Xiao Yi walked a few steps; coming toward him from the front was the Senior Swordswoman.
"Oh?" The Senior Swordswoman showed slight surprise and said, "Brat, how come you're out of bed? Not going to rest a while longer?"
Xiao Yi cupped his hands. "Senior Swordswoman."
