Sword Abyss
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
After Ye Futian sent the group away, he returned to the rear mountain behind the String Pavilion.
In a quiet environment, alone, he felt a lot more comfortable. This way, no one should be offended, and there should be no one who would disturb him in the future.
He was very satisfied with cultivating at the String Pavilion, and, indeed, he owed a great favor to the House Master of Taixuan. This kind of condition to cultivate was simply too perfect to be interrupted, so he would not do anything to provoke trouble to change the state of things. He would try to be as low-key and humble as possible. That way, even if someone wasn't happy with him, they would have nothing to use against him.
After all, everyone was a genius on Taixuan Mountain. Even if there was some discontent in their hearts, it was impossible to throw a fit without a good reason, as that would have been beneath them.