Gu Jiao and Xiao Hen had stayed on the second floor of the Book Pavilion until the disciples came to close it but didn't see Master Mu come down.
Xiao Hen said, "They might be busy late into the night. Let's go first and ask Ya He later."
Gu Jiao agreed, saying, "Okay."
The two left the Book Pavilion and returned to Qilin Palace.
Little Jingkong had just woken up and was sitting cross-legged on the bed, staring blankly.
He had slept so long that he was befuddled by sleep.
However, the moment Gu Jiao crossed the threshold, he instantly perked up, hopped off the bed, squeezed into his shoes and ran over, calling out in a particularly soft voice, "Jiaojiao!"
He couldn't let others hear.
Gu Jiao patted his little head, "Did you sleep well this afternoon?"
"Mhm!" he nodded.
Kids are full of energy. Even after a day and night of frightening ordeals, a whole day's sleep was usually enough for them to recover.
"Eh? Where's Xiaoxue?" he asked.
