"Come back to the sect with me first, and then we'll talk."
After a while.
On Water Dragon Island, having changed into clean clothes and taken an elixir to recover, Feng Yichen stood behind Master Xuan Shui. Other than looking a bit thinner, he seemed no different from before.
The two waited in the great hall for half an hour before a flying boat descended outside.
Soon, Han Feiyu walked in from outside, "Master, you called for me?"
As soon as he stepped through the door and saw the figure clearly, Han Feiyu stopped in his tracks, stared intently at Feng Yichen before him, and said word by word:
"Feng Yichen, you're not dead?!"
"Thanks to you, I almost was."
Feng Yichen said with a smile, hands tucked into his sleeves.
"Enough."
Seeing Han Feiyu's reaction upon entering, Master Xuan Shui knew how things stood, but to be certain, he asked in a firm voice, "Feng Yichen already told me about the situation in detail."
