230, promoted four levels, the Empress's Imperial Sword

"Are we leaving already?"

Zhao Douan opened his mouth but did not voice the question.

He realized that he would not have the chance to meet with Heavenly Master Zhang today.

However, remembering that he had managed to handle both disciples of the master, he felt no regret.

He immediately stepped forward, blending in with the crowd of court servants, following the Empress as she left.

…

Deep within the courtyard.

The large banyan tree swayed in the wind, making a mysterious, distant rustling sound, as if each leaf bore the weight of the ages.

Zhang Yan Yi stood with his hands behind his back, gazing in the direction outside the courtyard, as if admiring the scenery.

Jin Jian, leaning on her cheek, sat on her little stool, her long hair cascading down her back, her gaze unfocused as she murmured:

"Master, I still don't understand what Zhao Douan explained. What did Fifth Brother understand?"