As dawn broke, Bi Gongyu appeared. Upon his entrance, he respectfully bowed to Liu Wuxie and said, “Chief, I offer you my greetings!”0

“There’s no need for formalities. Please, take a seat!” Liu Wuxie extended an invitation for Bi Gongyu to sit. He harbored a sense of gratitude towards Bi Gongyu, who had stood up against Shao Dongli’s group the previous day. This intervention had bought Liu Wuxie enough time to arrive, a gesture that had etched itself in his memory.0

Bi Gongyu was somewhat reticent. In a mere few years, Liu Wuxie’s rapid ascension to the position of Chief Alchemist at the Treasure Pill Pavilion had surpassed his wildest expectations.4

“Pavilion Master, what are your plans for the future?” Liu Wuxie broached the topic. His departure from the Great Yan Dynasty was on the horizon, and he intended to lend a helping hand to those who had shown him kindness rather than leave any loose ends.0

“I don’t have many plans. I’m aging and content in Azure Billow City,” Bi Gongyu admitted. His words were steeped in sincerity. He was aware that his position as pavilion master would be lost within a year without Liu...0