The Magical Fan

An almost unnoticeable smile appeared on Wu Xie's lips as he scanned the Imperial Palace down below. 

He did not reply to Feng Wu's question immediately. Instead, he remained quiet to see how impatient his little Phoenix was. When even after his silence over the next ten or so minutes he heard nothing from his spirit beast, the smile on his lips finally became visible.

"That old fox is getting impatient because of our absence. If all three of us still kept trying to avoid her, it won't be long before she will end up losing all her patience." Wu Xie said as his eyes roamed towards the grand manor standing on the east side of the Royal Palace - the residence of the Empress Dowager.

"But Master, only you are planning about returning to the palace. First Master and Second Master still seem to be busy with their plans. And... what about the lady who has finally appeared?" Feng Wu could not help but ask.