Once missed, we may part ways, each cultivating until our paths vanish with our lives.
Zhang Lan felt an infinite sense of melancholy rising in his heart.
After some thought, he said to the others, "You all go ahead and wander around, I'm going to see a Taoist friend."
The others were a bit puzzled, but didn't ask much, instead nodded, some calling him "Brother Lan," others "Uncle Lan," and said:
"Go early and come back early, stay safe."
Zhang Lan nodded, then bid farewell to the Zhang Family.
He wanted to find Mo Hua, but the problem was, he didn't know where Mo Hua was. After pondering for a moment, he thought since Mo Hua was a disciple of the Taixu Gate, he should have returned there after the Sword Discussion.
"Taixu Gate…"
Zhang Lan hired a carriage, asked for directions, and headed towards the Taixu Gate.
The Carefree Sect and Taixu Gate both belonged to the Eight Great Gates and weren't far apart.
