Infighting

Early morning of the following day: Chu Li finished his daily cultivation and rode a boat to the island where the abode was located.

Xue Ling sailed the boat while Chu Li, who was dressed in a green robe, stood on the bow of the boat with his hands behind his back. It was as if there was a veil draped slowly on the lake, there was a thin vapor clearly visible.

The morning air was particularly fresh and moist. After taking a single breath, it was as if his alveoli were cleaned and the dirty air from the city disappeared. His whole body felt refreshed and his mood became unexplainably good.

Xue Ling was dressed in a white gown and her face shone like a jade. "Master, what is this High Official Zhao Zilai trying to do?"

Chu Li shook his head.

Xue Ling snorted. "I think he has ill intentions. With Master's identity, how'll you have time to hang out with him?"

Chu Li laughed. "My identity is far more inferior compared to his."