Introduction

Zhu He Xin could not help feeling troubled, yet once he saw the determined expression Ling Han had on his face, he could only nod his head and say, "I shall obey Grandmaster's, no, Young Friend Ling's words."

In the end, he still could not bear addressing Ling Han without any honorific. At least the address "Young Friend Ling" sounded more polite.

"Oh, right, is Young Friend Ling here to take part in the Da Yuan Tournament?" Zhu He Xin asked.

Ling Han gave a nod, and said, "We aren't very fortunate, we still have yet to find a place of accommodation."

"Then why not come and stay at our Heaven's Medicine Pavilion?" Zhu He Xin's eyes immediately lit up and suggested to Ling Han.

"Is that suitable?" Ling Han had walked around for over half a day, so he really didn't want to tire himself anymore.

"Suitable, of course it's suitable!" Zhu He Xin said quickly. To be able to stay near to Grandmaster Ling, he'd be able to conveniently ask Grandmaster Ling for guidance in alchemy.