Lu Chenming shook his head, seemingly finding the situation dull, and left as well.
Inside the great hall, only Elder Zhang Yi and the thick fragrance of elixirs remained.
He gazed at the empty doorway, his eyes distant. He was clearly long accustomed to such scenes and found them nothing out of the ordinary.
....
Luo Chengxuan returned to his courtyard, his face so dark it looked like it could drip water. The rage he had forcibly suppressed on Danxia Peak could no longer be concealed now that he was alone.
Qu River had shown him no mercy. This was not just a loss of resources, but a direct blow to Luo Chengxuan's pride.
"What's wrong? You look terrible." Shen Xinrou emerged from the inner chamber carrying a cup of hot tea. Seeing her husband's displeased expression, she asked in a soft voice.
