"Fellow Daoist Yuan, where are you planning to go?"
Early in the morning, as soon as Yuan Ming stepped out of his room, he was immediately confronted by Luo Zhu.
"Fellow Daoist Luo? You came looking for me because... oh, I remember now." Yuan Ming paused, quickly recalling the promise he had made earlier.
"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Yuan really has the memory of a noble, always forgetting things. I had thought you secluded yourself for healing. If I hadn't learned today that you were going back to the East Sea, I might still be foolishly waiting at the estate for your grand arrival!" Luo Zhu said, her smile not reaching her eyes.
"There have been many affairs after the battle; indeed, I had forgotten. Please forgive me, fellow daoist," Yuan Ming said, embarrassed.
