When Gu Yuze left the temple, he left the way he came. He went down the stone path and through the Pavilion.
He paused when he saw Han Ji at the Pavilion. He was standing quietly, watching the fish in the pond. He must have noticed Gu Yuze because he turned to face him.
He didn't speak even after a full minute causing Gu Yuze to sigh. He looked at his left hand at the small sword tattoo currently marking his pale skin and at the Pavilion.
Because of this person he had gained so much, it was a complicated feeling.
"Senior Brother Han, thank you."
Han Ji nodded once, "Your foundation is more stable. Don't be in a haste, continue to cultivate steadily... If you want to take the Martial Arts Exam you should..."
Here, he has started again. Giving advice as if he were one of those old Elders at the verge of death. Was he a cold ice block or a broken advice radio? He should just choose one.
