Divine Capital.
Observing Immortals Pavilion.
This was the tallest building in Anle Workshop, situated right next to the Yuqu River that flowed through the Divine Capital. Looking down, one could see boats, horse-drawn carriages, and the bustling Marketplace.
Qingfeng and Ming Yue were burning incense and brewing tea to the side.
Zhu Ju lay on a plush chair near the window, letting the gentle breeze caress his face. He looked utterly comfortable and relaxed.
Far from the oppressive Yunjing Island, free from the ever-present dangers, it had been a long time since he'd been so at ease.
"Master."
Ming Yue spoke in her crisp voice, "The tea is ready."
"Mm." Zhu Ju opened his eyes, looking at the two children pouring tea. "In the blink of an eye," he said slowly, "you've both grown up."
The two children, who once had delicate features, were now growing into their looks and taking on the appearance of young teenagers.
