Leaving the council hall, Luo Cheng returned to his small courtyard.
Everything in the yard was as it always was. The grass was carefully trimmed, clean and tidy, clearly signs of frequent upkeep.
In the Practice Field, there were rows of Training Stone Locks polished to a gleaming shine.
Looking at everything, Luo Cheng was flooded with emotion.
Half a year ago, it was here that he toiled day and night, sweating in cultivation, tempering his body, all in hopes of awakening a high-level Martial Soul and setting off for the Ji Family.
But unfortunately...
"Greetings, Young Master!"
A crisp voice snapped Luo Cheng out of his thoughts.
A maid dressed in green stood politely to the side, respectfully saying, "Young Master, the bathwater is ready."
"Alright."
After taking a hot bath, Luo Cheng changed into clean clothes and returned to his room.
"So comfortable!"
Reclining on the soft bed, Luo Cheng let out a contented sigh.
