「Evening.」
Lü Zhong returned to Lintao Pavilion, his steps unsteady.
Yu Feng'Er happened to be resting in the courtyard. When she saw his sunken eyes and utterly haggard appearance, she paled and rushed over to support him. "Husband," she said, her voice full of distress, "wh-what happened to you?"
"It's nothing. I was just testing a Magic Skill and got a little carried away," Lü Zhong said. He took the cup of water a handmaiden offered, gulping it all down in one go. The feeling of a parched mouth and dry lips finally began to subside.
'Flying at several times the speed of sound is a lot more thrilling than that slow Flying Technique,' he thought.
He'd just gotten a bit careless and flown thousands of miles away.
By the time he snapped out of it, he was in this sorry state.
