Two days later, the outer sect of the Heavenly Tiger Sect slowly awakened beneath the morning sun.
Mountain paths were filled with activity as outer disciples came and went. Mortal servants carried heavy water barrels along stone steps. Some practitioners practiced fist stances beneath lush green trees. Most people were gathered in small groups and eating breakfast while exchanging words, the scent of porridge and roasted meat drifting through the air.
Wen Shan stood at the entrance of Jiang Chen's residence.
"Brother Jiang, then I will see you next time," Wen Shan said with a smile.
Jiang Chen cupped his fists. "Brother Wen, this time I troubled you."
Wen Shan waved his hand dismissively. "It was nothing. Elder Brother Sun instructed me personally. Now then, I had better hurry to the mission hall."
He turned and departed, his footsteps gradually fading down the stone path.
Jiang Chen closed the door.
