A Glimmer of Hope in Desperation, Gathering Spirit-Reviving Herb

"What brings you here here today? I thought to myself, no wonder I heard magpies chirping outside the eaves early in the morning, turns out we have an esteemed guest!"

Yunlong chuckled as he approached the Scripture Pavilion, where Gu Lan was waiting outside for Zhongren.

It seemed as though he anticipated the old Daoist's arrival, hence he didn't enter immediately.

Upon hearing Yunlong's words, Gu Lan smiled faintly, "Master, such flattery doesn't quite match your lifelong elegance and nobility."

Gu Lan was right. The previous times they met, Yunlong, though seeking his assistance, remained dignified and composed, unlike now.

This time, however, Yunlong's demeanor indeed seemed more subdued, a change Gu Lan couldn't quite fathom.

Yunlong cast a deep glance at Gu Lan, yet he did not explain.

He knew that his time was drawing near, and in the days to come, Tianji Pavilion would likely rely heavily on Gu Lan for survival.

Thus, he lowered his posture towards Gu Lan.