The moon is in the mid-sky, the clouds have dissipated, and the rain has ceased.
Within the extravagant Treasure Hall, Yu Yuan leaned slanted on the couch, his eyes half-closed, enjoying the caress of a pair of delicate and nimble jade hands wandering over his shoulders, back, and neck.
While enjoying Bai Ling's tender service, Yu Yuan brought up serious matters.
"Have there been any news from various quarters in the past few days?"
"After the Peach Banquet, numerous Immortal Gods stayed to serve in the Heavenly Court, but only a handful of Golden Immortals chose to remain... Then His Majesty, the Emperor of Heaven, went alone beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, most likely, just as you guessed, to the Zixiao Palace!"
