Southern continent, Heaven Dao sect.
"I cannot afford to pay off Wei Zhe Ming, at least not in a short period of time," said Zhao Lusi once the two had gone back to her pavilion.
"I will ask the family to help," said Zhao Zhiwei, who was seated on a chair by the side.
"No, you cannot," said Zhao Lusi, leaving no room for negotiation.
"But..." Zhao Zhiwei began but was stopped by his sister.
"You cannot," said Zhao Lusi again. The sitting room became quiet for a moment.
"It's okay, I will solve this problem myself," said Kai Syaoran, who was deep in thought. "First, let's put Chen Feiyu to rest. Is there a suitable location?"
Outside the pavilion, deep in the bamboo trees, the trio cleared a large patch of land and dug a grave for Chen Feiyu. They laid him to rest and placed a well-carved headstone on the grave. Zhao Zhiwei went back to his pavilion, but as he was leaving, he looked at the two in a weird manner that made them feel uncomfortable.
