Qi Xuansu left the Shangqing Palace alone after bidding goodbye to Pei Xiaolou. From a distance, he saw Zhang Yuelu standing by a railing, looking demure and frail in her ladylike outfit. Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as if she were worried about something.0

He suddenly felt his heart thumping loudly. In his entire life, there were only a few people who treated him with sincerity and had high hopes for him—his master, Madam Qi, and Zhang Yuelu. For an orphan like Qi Xuansu, his master and Madam Qi filled the vacancy left by his parents to some extent. Zhang Yuelu was the only one he considered a close friend.0

Qi Xuansu walked toward Zhang Yuelu, who was so engrossed in her thoughts that she did not notice his arrival. He patted her on the shoulder and joked, “What are you thinking about? Are you already strategizing how to reform the Daoist Order once you become the Grand Master?”0

Zhang Yuelu returned to her senses and rolled her eyes at Qi...0