Fang Hao had been holed up in the Listening to Rain Pavilion for about seven or eight days. Every day, besides refining Medicinal Pills and consolidating his cultivation, he spent his time waiting in suspense. He was waiting for the "mission" from Her Highness the Grand Princess, waiting so long that his butt was almost taking root on the prayer mat! It felt like a sword was hanging over his head, and he didn't know when it would fall; it was incredibly uncomfortable.
On this day, he was boredly practicing the Dividing Light Sword Shadow against the rockery in the courtyard. Suddenly, Old Man Wang, the manager, arrived again. Just like last time, he had an "I have business" expression on his face and was holding a rather high-end Storage bag in his hands.
"Senior Ning, Her Highness the Grand Princess has sent someone with items again," Old Man Wang said, carefully handing over the Storage bag.
