Lu Zechuan's mind quickly flashed through numerous thoughts. He nodded with a smile, "Alright, I'll go with you to meet your master."
Yan Fu and the woman turned mechanically, their whole bodies stiff, like puppets being controlled.
The little spirit, who had been greedily enjoying the familiar aura on the wall, suddenly turned to look at Yan Fu and the woman, his eyes immediately filled with suspicion.
Vaguely, he seemed to realize why he sought out Xia Mian, and why he followed them here.
The little spirit floated down from the wall and climbed onto Lu Zechuan's back.
Lu Zechuan followed Yan Fu and the woman out the door, glancing back at Xia Mian's room.
Xia Mian seemed to be sound asleep, with not a sound in the room.
Lu Zechuan frowned slightly, stepping forward to push the door open for a look, but was stopped by Yan Fu, "The master only wants to see you."
Lu Zechuan squinted his eyes tightly, slowly lowering his hand that was about to open the door.
