"Thank you, Daoist Priest, for unraveling the trouble within my heart," Fu Lanshen stood up, clasping his fists in thanks.
"It's all a matter of fate and good connections. Seventh Master, you're too polite," Daoist Priest Yiheding said with a slight smile, then continued, "Since the Seventh Master has resolved the troubles within his heart, I shall take my leave first."
"Daoist Priest…" Fu Lanshen stood up, seemingly with more to say.
But Daoist Priest Yiheding, stroking his beard and walking towards the exit all the while, laughed and said, "When the real becomes fake, the fake also becomes real; in this world of endless truth and deception, who can truly discern them… Haha…"
In no time, the figure of Daoist Priest Yiheding disappeared outside the door.
Fu Lanshen also walked to the door but did not immediately descend the stairs; instead, he stood on the balcony, overlooking the night scene.