Wen Kexing considered it, then asked, “What do you think of the peak of Changming Mountain?”

Legend had it that the peak of Changming Mountain was like an ethereal realm, on which resided the ancient monk and immortals--clouds and mist shrouded the halfway point of the mountain, and the snow on the peak stayed unmelted all year round. The Great Shaman thought about it, nodded, and said, “Why not give it a try?”

Wen Kexing said, “What a coincidence, that old glutton owes me so much money for food. Let’s go to his den, and hold him responsible for our meals--A-Xiang.”

Gu Xiang responded immediately.

Wen Kexing said to her, “Go run an errand for me. Find Ye Baiyi, and I’ll line up two streets’ worth of dowry for you, how’s that?”

Gu Xiang bargained, “Three streets.”

Wen Kexing tapped her on the head. “Two and a half, will that do? Stop peering into the gift horse’s mouth, and get lost.”

Rubbing her head, Gu Xiang tugged Cao Weining up to go prepare the luggage, but Wen Kexing stopped Cao Weining and said, “Don’t listen to her. A man like you need not do the trivial chores like packing; don't accommodate her insouciant behaviour, come with me. Little tyke, cease your incompetence and get back to practice. You’ve slacked off from your training these few days. Are you waiting for your shifu to reprimand you? Get going, now--A-Xu, carry on with your conversation.”

After speaking, he dragged Cao Weining out without further explanation. Zhang Chengling could read the room; sneaking a glance at his shifu, he sensed that the gaze with which his shifu was looking at him was starting to become a little unfriendly, and immediately scurried out with his tail between his legs. In an instant, only Zhou Zishu, Lord Seventh, and the Great Shaman were left, and the room became a lot more tranquil.

Lord Seventh gazed at Wen Kexing's retreating figure, and suddenly spoke. “This… jianghu friend of yours comes from a complex background, doesn't he. Have you been travelling with him all this while?”

Taken aback, Zhou Zishu paused, but did not deny it. Not understanding what Lord Seventh was intending by bringing this up out of the blue, he raised his head to look at Lord Seventh, only to see Lord Seventh smile and say, "Though he really treats you quite well. Apart from…I have never seen you be this serious about anyone--it's rather good, too."

Zhang Chengling was reciting his mantra in the small courtyard, and started to practice his martial arts move by move, exactly as he had been taught. Truth be told, with so many people arriving at this moment, and with so many events happening, this little youth's heart couldn't help but be a little agitated. He wanted to follow Gu Xiang and Cao Weining to look for Ye Baiyi. Zhang Chengling's reactions were slower than most children's, but he was not dumb.