The three of them looked at the expression on Zhang Fuqing's face and exchanged a glance. "It's getting late. If you don't mind, old friend, we can wait until the Ancestor has rested and talk tomorrow."
Hearing this, Zhang Fuqing nodded, stood up to guide the three to an empty guest room, and then turned away with a gloomy expression.
Lying on the bed, Yun Qi pillowed his head with both hands, one leg bent at the knee with the other crossed over it, gently swaying.
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