I opened my eyes within a dream to the sight of a towering library. The Guardian Storage Room was silent and serene.
"This is..." Lu Xuan patted his head and gave a wry smile. "How did I fall asleep at a time like this... It seems I've really overexerted myself mentally."
As he spoke, worry flickered in his eyes and he muttered to himself:
"Nothing should have happened, right? With Uncle Wu there, those people from Guangcheng Palace and Dragon Tiger Mountain shouldn't be able to stir up any trouble for a little while..."
"What Guangcheng Palace? What Dragon Tiger Mountain?" a soft voice whispered by Lu Xuan's ear.
Startled, he leaped back. Only after getting a clear look at the speaker did he finally let out a sigh of relief.
"Master." Lu Xuan bowed respectfully.
The old man was still dressed in a simple, ancient robe, his hair and beard flowing. The only difference this time was the chipped Jade Ruyi he held in his hands.
