Mu Xian was still looking at him: "Young Master, what about tonight?"
"..."
Yu Wenye glanced at him again and suddenly said, "You return overnight and tidy everything at the residence."
"Ah?"
Mu Xian was dumbfounded—usually for such things, wouldn't one or two people be sent back to deliver a message? They had brought two attendants on this trip, specifically for such tasks. Why did he have to make this trip?
But Yu Wenye showed no pity for him, coldly tossing him a sealed letter that he didn't even open, and then turned and left.
Standing on the platform, watching his master's back, it took Mu Xian a while to gather his senses. He forcefully slapped his forehead and left with a sigh.
As soon as he left, the sun completely set.
Darkness fell quickly, enveloping the entire forest along with Ban Yan Temple almost in the blink of an eye.
