Chapter 228; Being a poet doesn't satisfy me in anyway..

"Being a poet doesn't satisfy me in anyway.. it's for the weak and those who likes books." She lightly remarked as they got into her room.

" Hehehe.. interesting.. very interesting.." he shook his head as he walked away to his room.

She went into the washroom, cleaned her feet before laying down to rest.

Bai Yun also sat down crisscrossed to meditate after not hearing any rustling in her room.

While laying down on bed she couldn't sleep no matter what position, she turn over and over anxiously but finally she slept.

In the Ming Kingdom, Wang Yike was already tired basking and had enough sun, he signalled the soldiers to help him go back inside his room.

He passed by his brother's room and saw he was meditating, even though he didn't understand their uniqueness, he could somehow tell he was cultivating his inner spirit.