As night fell and the milky way hung low, Lu Xuan, slightly drunk, walked down a cobblestone path, bathed in moonlight.
The Cloud Leopard lay on his shoulder, slightly curled, constantly scanning its surroundings. Its pair of emerald eyes were particularly conspicuous in the night.
Lu Xuan himself hadn't completely let his guard down. The Red Threaded Needle and Grade Two Thousand Sword Qi Spells were hidden in his sleeve. He was ready to activate them at any hint of danger.
Sect Disciple entering the market not only made the Demon Envoy completely disappear but also improved the atmosphere of the market. Lu Xuan arrived home without any trouble along the way.
Upon reaching the Spirit Field in his backyard, Lu Xuan, in an extravagant gesture, scooped up some Spirit Spring Water and splashed it on his face, instantly sobering up quite a bit.