Morning.

Some flowers in the garden have already bloomed, and those not yet in bloom are budding, with dew drops hanging on the flower branches, looking even more delicately alluring.

A nearby window opened.

Mist billowed in this still chilly season.

Jiang Lan withdrew his gaze from the garden view and glanced at Su Mo, who was making tea on the side.

Unable to resist smacking his lips, he intended to take out his tobacco pouch to light up, hesitated for a moment, then put it down again and opened his mouth:

"When did Your Highness start dabbling in tea ceremonies?

"If you ask me, it’d be better to have a few jars of good wine, you and I drinking together, wouldn’t that be delightful?"

Su Mo glanced at his tobacco pouch:

"Go ahead."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Jiang Lan quickly took out his tobacco pouch, filled the pot with tobacco leaves, and then used his inner strength to ignite it.

He took a deep puff, exhaling clouds and mist.

Su Mo lowered his head, handling the tea set:

"Drink less alcohol; it’s harmful.

"Drink more tea; it nurtures the spirit.

"Of course, I’m being pretentious, handling this set of tools is cumbersome and troublesome.

"Not something I naturally enjoy.

"However, now I’m gradually realizing its benefits.

"It calms the mind and helps temper oneself."

The tea water moved repeatedly in the palm of his hand from one place to another, finally resulting in a cup, which he placed in front of Jiang Lan:

"In this Jianghu, there are old, seasoned people. Step too fast, be too impatient, and you might be schemed against.

"Quick wit is useful temporarily, not for a lifetime.

"Otherwise, if you walk the night road too often, you’re bound to encounter ghosts.

"Brewing tea, drinking tea, tempering your temperament, nurturing your demeanor, is not bad."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Jiang Lan carefully picked up the cup in front of him, took a sip, and immediately exclaimed:

"Good tea!"

"What makes it good?"

Su Mo asked.

"This..."

Jiang Lan immediately became tongue-tied.

Su Mo couldn’t help but chuckle:

"The tea is indeed good, but I suspect you can’t taste the three elements in it.

"Of course, neither can I."

As he spoke, he raised his teacup, gently blew on it:

"You may leave now."

Jiang Lan nodded, thinking Su Mo was dismissing him.

Though somewhat puzzled, not understanding why Su Mo summoned him early in the morning and let him go before even finishing a cup of tea.

But he didn’t dare go against Su Mo.

He stood up to leave, but as he was halfway up, he suddenly realized.

Sitting back down, he stared at Su Mo:

"Your Highness means... I’m free to go?"

"The day I saved your life, we had a prior agreement.

"Send you to Nanhai Cuixin Temple, our business is then concluded.

"Since then, what you’ve promised me has already been delivered as agreed.

"Frankly, I don’t understand why you’ve stayed with me all this time without leaving?"

Su Mo looked up at Jiang Lan:

"Eating and drinking for free here every day, is it because my food is really too delicious?"

"I!"

Jiang Lan couldn’t help but curse internally.

Is it that I don’t want to leave?

Clearly, you’re the one not letting me go!

Now it seems like it’s all my fault?

Of course, Jiang Lan is not a fool. He tilted his head and looked at Su Mo:

"Your Highness, whom do you plan to lure using me as bait?"

This is Xizhou, and Xizhou is where Jinglong Association is located.

As an expert of the Imperial Dao, hiding under Su Mo’s wing, there shouldn’t be any risk of being discovered.

Leaving Su Mo now and traveling in Xizhou would make him an easy target.

Su Mo’s actions are definitely not without purpose, he must have some plan.

Thinking it over, aside from using him as bait, there’s truly no other possibility.

Rather than guessing Su Mo’s intent, it is better to ask directly.

Su Mo glanced at him, gently shaking his head:

"Nanhai’s waters have big fish; fishing is a pastime.

"In this muddy water of Xizhou, there’s no need to fish. Just thrust a stick into the water and you’ll inadvertently kill several.

"Why go to the trouble?

"Moreover, Vice Hall Master Jiang has been away from the Imperial Dao for a long time, and Nanhai is missing Dark Dragon Hall.

"The value of using you as bait is significantly reduced.

"Other than a few small fish, there’s indeed no chance of catching big fish."

"This... Are you really just going to let me go?"

Jiang Lan still found it hard to believe.

Su Mo shook his head:

"I currently reside in Xizhou, and Vice Hall Master Jiang should have some understanding of my intentions.

"Why don’t you help me deliver a letter this time?"

"To whom?"

"Naturally to the Taoist Master of the Imperial Dao."

Su Mo took out a thick envelope from his sleeve and placed it on the table:

"Consider it the cost for Vice Hall Master Jiang freeloading at my place for such a long period."

"I..."

Jiang Lan had a curse at the tip of his tongue, but swallowed it back down.

After deep contemplation, he took the letter in hand:

"Your Highness is not afraid I’ll peek?"

"Do you want to look?"

Su Mo chuckled: "Then go ahead."

After a long silence, Jiang Lan finally smiled:

"Your Highness jests, writing to the Taoist Master, how could your subordinate dare to pry?

"If there’s nothing else, I’ll then take leave."

"Go."

Su Mo gently waved his hand:

"Safe travels."

"Thank you..."

Jiang Lan cast Su Mo a final glance.

This man letting him go must have an ulterior motive.

However, now in Xizhou, he indeed did not wish to stay by Su Mo’s side any further.

Regarding Nanhai, regarding Su Mo, there were many things he needed to report back to the Imperial Dao, and many tasks to undertake.

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