After bidding farewell to Situ Yan, Feng Shaojie led Gu Yuan out of the Alchemy Room.
"Junior Brother, follow me. Your living quarters are ready, not far from here."
Feng Shaojie led the way, aware that his master held Gu Yuan in high regard, and put away his previous underestimation of Gu Yuan.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Feng."
Noticing the complicated look in Feng Shaojie's eyes, Gu Yuan wasn't too concerned.
"Wait!"
As the two descended the stairs and passed through a corridor, someone called out to them.
They stopped and turned towards the voice, seeing a slender, middle-aged Taoist wearing a blue-gray robe.
Unlike True Monarch Withered Wood, although this person was thin, he had a broad frame with billowing sleeves and a long beard, with a demeanor that seemed somewhat immortal.
"Greetings, Uncle Master Cyan Wood!"
Feng Shaojie bowed respectfully.
