Within and without the Martial Arts Hall, the place is under strict guard.
Zong Ren, smelling that whiff of Dan Fragrance, was uncertain whether the elixir had been successfully refined.
He dared not intrude into the Medicine Hall recklessly, so he could only secretly make a small hole above it and peek inside.
Upon glancing inside, he unexpectedly heard the melodious sound of a Pipa.
Inside the room, three people were seated.
A middle-aged man sat in the center, flanked by two young girls.
One of them was the young master, and the other held a pipa, playing the Emperor's Song.
The sound of the pipa was as melodious as pearls dropping onto a jade plate, lovably enchanting.
As Zong Ren listened, he couldn't help but be transported in spirit, and even the Bat King, who had been restlessly fluttering due to the Danxia Light, couldn't help but fold its wings and listen with its master on the rooftop.
This man and beast, unknowingly, stayed prostrate on the roof till sunset.
